Text:The angel comes, he comes to reap
Author:Henry Hart Milman
Tune:CHESHIRE

567. The angel comes, he comes to reap

1 The angel comes, he comes to reap
The harvest of the Lord!
O'er all the earth, with fatal sweep,
Wide waves his flaming sword.

2 And who are they, in sheaves to bide
The fire of vengeance bound?
The tares, whose rank luxuriant pride
Choked the fair crop around.

3 And who are they, reserved in store
God's treasure-house to fill?
The wheat, a hundred fold that bore
Amid surrounding ill.

4 O King of mercy! grant us power
Thy fiery wrath to flee!
In Thy destroying angel's hour,
O gather us to Thee!

Text Information
First Line: The angel comes, he comes to reap
Author: Henry Hart Milman (1827)
Meter: C. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1890
Topic: Death and Eternity: Judgment; Epiphany, Fifth Sunday; Ninth Sunday after Trinity (1 more...)
Notes: Alternate tune: #187
Tune Information
Name: CHESHIRE
Meter: C. M.
Key: e minor
Notes: Source from index: Ravenscroft's Psalter, 1621



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