[Verse 1]
G C
Far and near the fields are teeming
G D
with the waves of ripened grain;
G C
Far and near their gold is gleaming
G C G/D D G
o'er the sunny slopes and plain.
[Chorus]
C
Lord of Harvest send forth reapers;
G C G D
Hear us Lord, to Thee we cry.
[Verse 2]
G C
Send them forth with morn's first beaming;
G D
Send them in the noontide's glare.
G C
When the sun's last rays are gleaming,
G C G/D D G
Bid them gather e-very-where.
[Chorus]
C
Lord of Harvest send forth reapers;
G C G D
Hear us Lord, to Thee we cry.
[Verse 3]
G C
O Thou, whom Thy Lord is sending,
G D
Gather now the sheaves of gold.
G C
Heav'nward them at evening wending,
G C G/D D G
Thou shalt come with joy untold.
[Chorus]
C
Lord of Harvest send forth reapers;
G C G D
Hear us Lord, to Thee we cry.