Hymns - Saints of God! The Dawn Id Brightening - Текст песни

Saints of God! the dawn is brightening,
Token of our coming Lord:
O'er the earth the field is whitening;
Louder rings the Master's Word;
Pray for reapers, pray for reapers
In the harvest of the Lord!

Now, O Lord, fulfill Thy pleasure,
Breathe upon Thy chosen band,
And, with Pentecostal measure,
Send forth reapers o'er our land;
Faithful reapers, faithful reapers,
Gathering sheaves for Thy right hand.

Broad the shadow of our nation,
Eager millions hither roam;
Lo! they wait for Thy salvation;
Come, Lord Jesus! quickly come!
By Thy Spirit, by Thy Spirit,
Bring Thy ransomed people home.

Soon shall end the time of weeping,
Soon the reaping time will come;
Heaven and earth together keeping
God's eternal harvest home.
Saints and angels, saints and angels,
Shout the world's great harvest home.