Hymns and Tunes 1886 474
Harvest Time
Words: Thomas HastingsMusic: C. S. Carle
1He that goeth forth with weeping, Bearing precious seed in love, Nev-er tir-ing, nev-er sleep-ing, Find-eth mercy from above.
RefrainLo, the scene of verdure brightening! See the rising grain appear; Look! the waving fields are whitening, For the harvest time is near.
2Soft descend the dews of heaven, Bright the rays celestial shine; Precious fruits will thus be given, Thro' an influence all divine.
3Sow thy seed, be nev-er wea-ry, Let no fears thy soul annoy; Be the prospect nev-er dreary, Thou shalt reap the fruits of joy.
- Words
- Thomas Hastings
- Music
- C. S. Carle
- Scripture
- Ps. 126:6
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The verse
- Meter
- 30
- Foot
- trochaic (DUM-da) · 38% of beats fit
- Rhyme
- A
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