Pray for Reapers

1Saints of God, the dawn is brightening, Tokens of the coming Lord; Feeble now they toil in sadness, Weeping o'er the waste around, O'er the earth the fields are whitening, Louder rings the Master's word.

RefrainPray for reapers, Pray for reapers, In the harvest of the Lord. Pray that reapers, Pray that reapers, In God's harvest may abound. Faithful reapers, Faithful reapers, Gath'ring sheaves for thy right hand. Saints and angels, Saints and angels, Shout the world's great harvest-home.

2Lo, Now, O Lord, in thy pleasure, Breathing on thy chosen ground, Slowly gath'ring grains of gladness, While their echo-ing cries resound; And with you of our mess-ure, Send forth reap-ers in our need.

3Soon shall end the time of weeping, Soon the reaping time will come, Heaven and earth together keeping God's eternal harvest-home; Pray for reapers, Pray for reapers, In the harvest of the Lord.