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Far and Near - acapella hymn with lyrics

Far and Near Words - John O Thompson Music - J B O Clemm Vocals - John M Rogers 1. 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. 2. 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 ev'rywhere. 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. 3. Thou whom Christ the Lord is sending, gather now the sheaves of gold; heav'nward 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.