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Ho! Reapers of Life's Harvest

Author: I. B. W. Hymnal: The Christian Sunday School Hymnal #119 (1883) First Line: Ho! reapers of life's harvest Lyrics: 1 Ho! reapers of life's harvest, Why stand with rusted blade, Until the night draws round thee, And day begins to fade? Why stand ye idle, waiting For reapers more to come? The golden morn is passing, Why sit ye idle, dumb? 2 Thrust in your sharpened sickle, And gather in the grain, The night is fast approaching, And soon will come again. The Master calls for reapers, And shall he call in vain? Shall sheaves lie there ungathered, And waste upon the plain? 3 Come down from hill and mountain In morning's ruddy glow, Nor wait until the dial Points to the noon below; And come with stronger sinew, Nor faint in heat or cold, And pause not till the evening Draws round its wealth of gold. 4 Mount up the heights of wisdom, And crush each error low; Keep back no words of knowledge That human hearts should know. Be faithful to thy mission, In service of thy Lord, And then a golden chaplet Shall be thy just reward. Scripture: Matthew 9:37 Tune Title: [Ho! reapers of life's harvest]

Ho! Reapers of Life's Harvest

Author: Isaac B. Woodbury, 1819-1858 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #2601 Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Lyrics: 1. Ho! reapers of life’s harvest, Why stand with rusted blade, Until the night draws round thee, And day begins to fade? Why stand ye idle, waiting For reapers more to come? The golden morn is passing, Why sit ye idle, dumb? 2. Thrust in your sharpened sickle, And gather in the grain, The night is fast approaching, And soon will come again; The Master calls for reapers, And shall He call in vain? Shall sheaves lie there ungathered, And waste upon the plain? 3. Mount up the heights of wisdom, And crush each error low; Keep back no words of knowledge That human hearts should know. Be faithful to thy mission, In service of thy Lord, And then a golden chaplet Shall be thy just reward. Languages: English Tune Title: WOODBURY

Ho! reapers of life's harvest

Hymnal: International Song Service #88 (1895) Lyrics: 1 Ho! reapers of life's harvest, Why stand with rusted blade, Until the night draws round thee, And day begins to fade? Why stand ye idle, waiting For reapers more to come? The golden morn is passing, Why sit ye idle, dumb? 2 Thrust in your sharpened sickle, And gather in the grain, The night is fast approaching, And soon will come again. The Master calls for reapers, And shall He call in vain? Shall sheaves lie there ungathered, And waste upon the plain? 3 Mount up the heights of Wisdom, And crush each error low; Keep back no words of knowledge That human hearts should know. Be faithful to thy mission, In service of thy Lord, And then a golden chaplet Shall be thy just reward. Languages: English Tune Title: LIFE'S HARVEST

Why Stand With Rusty Blade?

Author: Woodbury Hymnal: Christ in Song #622 (1908) First Line: Ho! reapers of life's harvest Lyrics: 1 Ho! reaper of life's harvest, Why stand with rusty blade, Until the night draws round thee, And day begins to fade? Why stand ye idle, waiting For reapers more to come? The golden morn is passing, Why stand ye idle, dumb? 2 Come down from hill and mountain, In morning's ruddy glow, Nor wait until the dial Points to the noon below; And come with the strong sinew, Nor faint in heat or cold; And pause not till the evening Draws round its wealth of gold. 3 Mount up the hights of wisdom, And crush each error low; Keep back no words of knowledge That human hearts should know; Be faithful to thy mission, In service of thy Lord, And soon a golden chaplet Will be thy rich reward. Topics: Living His Life Call to Activity Languages: English Tune Title: LIFE'S HARVEST

Ho! reapers of life's harvest

Author: Isaac B. Woodbury Hymnal: The Seventh-Day Adventist Hymn and Tune Book #1053 (1886) Lyrics: 1 Ho! reapers of life's harvest, Why stand with rusty blade, Until the night draws round thee, And day begins to fade? Why stand ye idle, waiting For reapers more to come? The golden morn is passing, Why sit ye idle, dumb? 2 Trust in your sharpened sickle, And gather in the grain; The night is fast approaching, And soon will come again. The Master calls for reapers, And shall he call in vain? Shall sheaves lie there ungathered, And waste upon the plain? 3 Come down from hill and mountain, In morning's ruddy glow, Nor wait until the dial Points to the noon below; And come with the strong sinew, Nor faint in heat or cold; And pause not till the evening Draws round its wealth of gold. 4 Mount up the hights of wisdom, And crush each error low; Keep back no words of knowledge That human hearts should know. Be faithful to thy mission, In service of thy Lord, And soon a golden chaplet Will be thy rich reward. Topics: The Church Ministry and Missions Tune Title: LIFE'S HARVEST