[Verse]
Eb
Standing in the market places all the season through
Bb Cm F7 Bb
Idly saying Lord is there no work that I can do
Eb
O how many loiter while the master calls anew
Gm D
Reapers! Reapers! Who will work today
[Chorus]
Eb
Lift thine eyes and look upon the fields that stand
Eb Bb7
Ripe and ready for the willing gleaners hand
Bb Eb
Rouse ye, O sleepers! Ye are needed as reapers!
Bb
Who will be the first to answer, Master here am I
Eb
Far and wide the ripened grain is bending low
Eb Bb7
In the breezes gently waving to and fro
Bb Eb
Rouse ye, O sleepers! Ye are needed as reapers!
Ab Adim Bb Eb
And the golden harvest days are swiftly passing by