Lift up your eyes, and look on the fields; for they are white already to harvest.@John 4:35
Charles H. Gabriel (1856–1932)

Si­las Far­mer, in The As­so­ci­a­tion Hymn Book (De­troit, Mi­chi­gan: J. N. Ar­nold, 1869).

Charles H. Gab­ri­el, 1897 (🔊 pdf nwc).

Silas Farmer (1839–1902)

We’re drawing near to Jesus,
Our banner waves on high;
And this our watchword ever,
We’ll work until we die.


We’ll work until we die;
The banner of our captain
Through the conflict we will bear;
We’ll work until we die,
And then go home our crowns to wear.

We love our Master’s service,
And, seeing eye to eye,
With grace divine to help us,
We’ll work until we die.


The fields are white to harvest,
The days are speeding by;
Go forth again, ye workers,
And work until ye die.