Let Me Die in the Harness

Verse 1

Let me die in the harness When my work on earth is done; Let me toil for the Master Till the setting of the sun; With armor on and girded I’ll await the order giv’n:

Chorus

“Behold, the Bridegroom cometh, Behold, the Bridegroom cometh, Behold, the Bridegroom cometh,” Go to meet your Lord in heav’n.

Verse 2

Let me die in the harness, Never idly loit’ring here; Fields are white for the harvest; Haste, ye reapers, never fear; Go, gather sheaves all golden, Ere the midnight cry is giv’n:

Verse 3

Let me die in the harness, Valiant soldier of the cross; Ever faithful to duty, Lest my Captain suffer loss; A starry crown of glory To the victor will be giv’n: