Waiting for the Harvest

Verse 1

We are happy gleaners In the field below, Working for the Master, Singing as we go; We are merry gleaners, In the summer bright, Working from the morning Till the dewy night.

Chorus

Singing with the sunshine, Laughing in the sky, Waiting for the harvest Coming by and by.

Verse 2

We are happy gleaners, Finding every day Golden sheaves of gladness Falling by the way; Faithful in our labor, Patient let us be; Then a precious harvest Soon our eyes will see.

Verse 3

When our days of toiling One by one are past, When our blessed Master Calls us home at last, May we go rejoicing To the world above, There to glean forever Fruits of joy and love.