#387 - Far And Near
| Key | Value |
| Title | Far And Near |
| Number | 387 |
| Key Signature | Ab |
| Starting Pitch | MI |
| Starting Pitch Direction | Up |
| Starting Beat | 1 |
| Time Signature | 3/4 |
| Hymnal | Hymns For Worship (Revised) |
Lyrics
Verse 1
Far and near the fields are teeming With the waves of ripened grain; Far and near their gold is gleaming O'er the sunny slope and plain.
Verse 2
Send them forth with morn's first beaming, Send them in the noontide's glare; When the sun's last rays are gleaming, Bid them gather ev'rywhere.
Verse 3
O thou, whom thy Lord is sending, Gather now the sheaves of gold; Heav'nward then at evening wending, Thou shalt come with joy untold.
Chorus
Lord of harvest, send forth reapers! Hear us, Lord, to Thee we cry, Send them now the sheaves to gather, Ere the harvesttime pass by.
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