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Hasten to the Harvest Daniel O. Teasley, pub.1911 Copyright: Public Domain Main subject: Sowing/Reaping Scripture: Matthew 9:36-38; Luke 10:2 Hasten to the Harvest [.xml] Daniel O. Teasley, pub.1911 Copyright: Public Domain Key: G Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Learn about playing music formats... view Scorch sheet music [.sib] view PDF sheet music [.pdf] play midi [.mid]	Hasten, brother, to the harvest, See the fields already white; Do not tarry, grasp the sickle, While the morning sun is bright. Refrain: Hasten, brother, to the harvest, Souls of men are dying fast; Soon the harvest will be ended, Then shall come the winter’s blast. Hasten, brother, to the harvest, Gather from the hill and plain; Soon we’ll come with great rejoicing, Bringing in the golden grain. Hasten, brother, to the harvest, Will you be content with leaves? Will you stand there empty-handed, While the reapers come with sheaves? Hasten, brother, to the harvest, Souls go down with every breath, Sink in darkness, there to suffer Through the awful night of death.

Hasten, brother, to the harvest,
See the fields already white;
Do not tarry, grasp the sickle,
While the morning sun is bright.
- Refrain:
  Hasten, brother, to the harvest,
  Souls of men are dying fast;
  Soon the harvest will be ended,
  Then shall come the winter’s blast.
Hasten, brother, to the harvest,
Gather from the hill and plain;
Soon we’ll come with great rejoicing,
Bringing in the golden grain.
Hasten, brother, to the harvest,
Will you be content with leaves?
Will you stand there empty-handed,
While the reapers come with sheaves?
Hasten, brother, to the harvest,
Souls go down with every breath,
Sink in darkness, there to suffer
Through the awful night of death.