“Lord of Harvest”
Lord of harvest, I am praying
For the lab’rors to increase;
Lo! The harvest now is ready,
Seeking meaning, seeking peace.
Lord of harvest, I am kneeling
And imploring Thee to move
On the hearts of future workers,
For the harvest doth behoove.
Lord of harvest, I am begging
For more help from those back home;
Here the task is much too heavy
For us yet to work alone.
Lord of harvest, I am asking
For an influx of more men
To leave home and come to join us;
Yes, I’m asking once again.
Lord of harvest, Lord of Heaven,
See the grain of ripe fields fall;
We are pleading for more lab’rers
Please, dear Lord, more lab’rers call!
© Written by WDB.
May be sung to the tune of “Jesus Calls Us” – GALILEE.
Meter: 8.7.8.7.
