Ho! Reapers Of Life's Harvest
- Words:
- I. B. Woodbury
- Music:
- I. B. Woodbury
Sheet music
- 1Ho! reapers of life’s harvest,Why stand with rusted blade,Until the night draws round thee,And day begins to fade?Why stand ye idle, waitingFor reapers more to come?The golden morn is passing,Why sit ye idle, dumb?
- 2Thrust in your sharpened sickle,And gather in the grain,The night is fast approaching,And soon will come again;The Master calls for reapers,And shall He call in vain?Shall sheaves lie there ungathered,And waste upon the plain?
- 3Mount up the heights of Wisdom,And crush each error low;Keep back no words of knowledgeThat human hearts should know.Be faithful to thy mission,In service of thy Lord,And then a golden chapletShall be thy just reward.
In the hymnals
- The words are in 132 hymnals indexed by Hymnary.org. Their history →
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