Lirr up your eyes to the fields that ure whitening;
Hark! ‘tis the voice of the Master and Lord:
See! on each side there is work for the reaper,
Sheaves that are golden shall be the reward.
Are you a reaper? Arc you a reaper?
Oath ering fruit unto life evermore?
Lift up your eyes, for the harvest is ready;
Hasten, oh hasten to gather your store I
Look on the fields how the harvest is wasting,
Waiting for reapers to garner it in!
He that is faithful receiveth his wages;
Joy everlasting the reaper shall win.
Are you a reaper? Arc you a reaper?
Oath ering fruit unto life evermore?
Lift up your eyes, for the harvest is ready;
Hasten, oh hasten to gather your store I
Souls that are ready to enter the kingdom,
Wait for the glad invitation today:
“Go ye and tell," is the word of the obey!
Servant of Jesus, oh hear, and
Are you a reaper? Arc you a reaper?
Oath ering fruit unto life evermore?
Lift up your eyes, for the harvest is ready;
Hasten, oh hasten to gather your store I
p for His glory in fields that are nearest,
Look all abroad, for the harvest is white;
O'er the wide earth are the sheaves to be garnered —
Hasten, O reaper, fast cometh the night!
Are you a reaper? Arc you a reaper?
Oath ering fruit unto life evermore?
Lift up your eyes, for the harvest is ready;
Hasten, oh hasten to gather your store I