The Call for Reapers -ins514.mid - [Play Midi]
  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

  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

  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