Far and Near the Fields Are Teeming Lyrics
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.
Refrain:
Lord of harvest, send forth reapers;
hear us, Lord, to thee we cry;
send them now the sheaves to gather,
ere the harvest-time pass by.
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. [Refrain]
3 Thou whom Christ the Lord is sending,
gather now the sheaves of gold;
heav’nward then at evening wending,
thou shalt come with joy untold. [Refrain]
Far and Near the Fields Are Teeming Hymn Story
“Far and Near the Fields Are Teeming” is a Christian hymn that was written by James Oren Thompson. James Thompson was born on 9th June 1834 in Waldo, Maine. He was a minister of the Methodist Episcopal church. He passed away on 28th September 1917.
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