Saints of God! the Dawn Is Brightening

Verse 1

Saints of God! the dawn is brightening, Token of our coming Lord; O'er the earth the field is whitening, Louder rings the Master's word: Pray for reapers, Pray for reapers, In the harvest of the Lord!

Verse 2

Now, O Lord, fulfill Thy pleasure, Breathe upon Thy chosen band, And, with Pentecostal measure, Send forth reapers o'er our land; Faithful reapers, Faithful reapers, Gathering sheaves for Thy right hand.

Verse 3

Broad the shadow of our nation, Eager millions hither roam; Lo! they wait for Thy salvation; Come, Lord Jesus! quickly come! By Thy Spirit, By Thy Spirit, Bring Thy ransomed people home.

Verse 4

Soon shall end the time of weeping, Soon the reaping time will come; Heaven and earth together keeping God's eternal Harvest Home. Saints and angels, Saints and angels, Shout the world's great Harvest Home. Amen.