“Have You Gleaned Today?”
Have you gleaned today, my brother,
In life’s harvest field so vast?
Are you putting forth the sickle
For the fruit that’s sure to last?
Have you gleaned today, my brother,
For the sheaves in harvest white?
Have you told some hell-bound sinner
Of his doomed, eternal plight?
Have you gleaned today, my brother,
As yon workers do implore?
You must go in fields now ripened
And fulfil your earthly chore.
Have you gleaned today, my brother?
Hear the worker’s urgent plea:
Missionaries plead for lab’rers
As they pray on bended knee.
Have you gleaned today, my brother?
Yes, the harvest time is right;
You must go and tell of Jesus
While there’s still sufficient light.
Have you gleaned today, my brother,
E’er the harvest time is o’er?
You must go and work for Jesus
Bringing sheaves like ne’er before.
Have you gleaned today, my brother?
End of harvest cometh fast;
You must reap in fields now whitened,
Harvest time is almost passed.
Have you gleaned today, my brother,
In the harvest field so white?
You must quickly reap the harvest
For day swiftly turns to night.
Will you glean today, my brother,
In the fields with lab’rers few?
Soon the Master will be coming,
Harvest time will then be through.
Oh, please come and glean, my brother,
What a difference you could make;
There’s so much we can accomplish
When we work for Jesus’ sake.
© Written by DLB.
May be sung to the tune of “Jesus Calls Us, O’er The Tumult” – GALILEE.
Meter: 8.7.8.7.