Lord of the Living Harvest

Lord of the liv­ing har­vest

That whit­ens o’er the plain

Where an­gels soon shall ga­ther

Their sheaves of gold­en grain

Accept these hands to la­bor

These hearts to trust and love

And deign with them to hast­en

Thy king­dom from ab­ove.

As la­bor­ers in Thy vine­yard

Lord

send them out to be

Content to bear the bur­den

Of wea­ry days for Thee.

To ask no oth­er wag­es

When Thou shalt call them home

But to have shared the tra­vail

Which makes Thy king­dom come.

Be with them

God the Fa­ther;

Be with them

God the Son;

And God the Ho­ly Spir­it

Most bless­èd Three in One.

Make them Thy faith­ful serv­ants

Thee right­ly to ad­ore

And fill them with Thy full­ness

Both now and ev­er­more.