Scripture Verse

The harvest truly is plenteous, but the workers are few. Matthew 9:37

Introduction

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Fanny Crosby (1820–1915)

Words: Fan­ny Cros­by, in Sun­day-School Prais­es, ed­it­ed by Will­iam J. Kirk­pat­rick (New York and Cin­cin­na­ti, Ohio: Ea­ton & Mains and Jen­nings & Pye, 1900).

Music: George T. Kirk­pat­rick (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pho­to of Kirk­pat­rick (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),

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Harvesting the Sheaves
George Clausen (1852–1944)

Lyrics

Let us away, no long­er de­lay,
Morning with joy is bright;
Let us away and la­bor to­day
Out in the fields so white.

Refrain

Onward, on­ward, bound­ing along,
Onward, on­ward, join the bu­sy throng.
Shouting, sing­ing, o’er the har­vest plain;
Joyful, joy­ful, gather in the grain.

Let us away, the mes­sage ob­ey,
Jesus re­peats the call;
Come with a will, our mis­sion ful­fill,
Haste to the work for all.

Refrain

Let us away, we can­not de­lay,
Harvest will soon be o’er;
Moments and hours, like beau­ti­ful flow’rs,
Soon will re­turn no more.

Refrain

Let us away, O let us away,
Lifting our eyes above;
Faithful and true our la­bor pur­sue,
Trusting a Sav­ior’s love.

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