Harvest Time

The har­vest fields are bend­ing

With pre­cious rip­ened grain;

More reap­ers now are need­ed

Ere Christ comes back again.

Harvest time! Har­vest time!

Precious Gos­pel seed is sown.

Reapers go! Reap­ers go!

Jesus

King

must have His own

His loved ones;

Soon He’ll come! Soon He’ll come!

Come and catch away His bride

His own!

His own! His own!

The call must now be heed­ed

We can­not say Him nay;

Since He has died to save them

We must go forth to­day.

We’ll come again re­joic­ing

A reap­er’s crown to gain;

The Har­vest Home is com­ing

When Christ comes back again.