Beautiful Golden Grain

Verse 1

Glowing in the sunlight, waving in the breeze, Harvester, look up, and see the fertile plain; Enter in and labor, sit no more at ease, Gather the beautiful golden grain.

Chorus

Beautiful golden grain, beautiful golden grain, Bending on the hillside, stretching o’er the plain; See the harvest waiting, come and gather in All the beautiful golden grain.

Verse 2

Up, and with the morning hasten to the field; Harvester, awake, and speed thee on amain; Every precious moment rich reward will yield, Gath’ring the beautiful golden grain.

Verse 3

Go and help the toilers, cheer them on their way; Harvesters for God, they reap eternal gain; Ere the dusky shadows close the weary day, Gather the beautiful golden grain.

Verse 4

When at last the angels shout the “Harvest Home,” Reapers one and all shall catch the glad refrain; All the faithful workers joyfully will come, Laden with beautiful golden grain.