Far And Near The Fields Are Teeming Song Lyrics

Song	Far And Near The Fields Are Teeming
Album	Top Sacred Songs
Genre	Contemporary Christian Music
Writer(s)	James Oren Thompson
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Far And Near The Fields Are Teeming
With The Waves Of Ripened Grain;
Far And Near Their Gold Is Gleaming
O’er The Sunny Slope And Plain.

Lord Of Harvest, Send Forth Reapers!
Hear Us, Lord, To Thee We Cry;
Send Them Now
The Sheaves To Gather
Ere The Harvest Time Pass By.

Send Them Forth
With Morn’s First Beaming,
Send Them In The Noontide’s Glare;
When The Sun’s
Last Rays Are Gleaming,
Bid Them Gather Everywhere.

Lord Of Harvest, Send Forth Reapers!
Hear Us, Lord, To Thee We Cry;
Send Them Now
The Sheaves To Gather
Ere The Harvest Time Pass By.

O Thou, Whom Thy Lord Is Sending,
Gather Now The Sheaves Of Gold;
Heavenward Then At Evening Wending,
Thou Shalt Come With Joy Untold.

Lord Of Harvest, Send Forth Reapers!
Hear Us, Lord, To Thee We Cry;
Send Them Now
The Sheaves To Gather
Ere The Harvest Time Pass By.

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