Where are the Reapers (Root) - With lyrics

Composer: G.F. Root O where are the reapers that garner in The sheaves of the good from the fields of sin With sickles of truth must the work be done And no one may rest till the harvest home Where are the reapers O who will come And share in the glory of the harvest home O who will help us to garner in The sheaves of good from the fields of sin Go out in the byways and search them all The wheat may be there though the weeds are tall Then search in the high way and pass none by But gather from all for the home on high The fields all are rip’ning and far and wide The world now is waiting the harvest tide But reapers are few and the work is great And much will be lost should the harvest wait So come with your sickles ye sons of men And gather together the golden grain Toil on till the Lord of the harvest come Then share in the joy of the harvest home