When the Harvest Comes

Verse 1

We labor in the Gospel field With willing hearts and true; We gather in the precious yield And ever keep in view:

Chorus

When the harvest comes! When the harvest comes! With precious sheaves be ready When the harvest comes.

Verse 2

We gladly go where He may call Our sheaves to seek and find; We tell of Him who died for all, Still bearing this in mind:

Verse 3

We take the Word as we are shown And sow it by the way; We often reap what has been sown, This precept to obey:

Verse 4

We gladly spend these passing days Amid the ripening grain; We give the Master all the praise By this our sweet refrain: