We Are Reapers In The Field


We are reapers in the field,
Working for the King;
Busy hours their fruits now yield,
Rich reward they bring.

Refrain:
Working for the Lord of the harvest,
Bringing in the sheaves so fair,
Throwing out the weeds of sin,
Bringing only goodness in,
Toiling for him everywhere;
Working for the Lord of the harvest,
Sinful words and deeds we throw away;
Only love, and truth, and faith, and kindness,
Are the sheaves that we bring today.

We are reapers, young and old,
Each must do his best;
We must work with courage bold,
Striving with the rest. [Refrain]

We are reapers for the King
Mid his golden grain;
As we work our voices ring
In the glad refrain. [Refrain]