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Where Shall We Glean?

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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Sep 18, 1913

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 90, No. 38.

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Where Shall We Glean?

By M. E. Yergin

M. E. YERGIN
BROAD are the fields of God, Swinging heavy with tares and wheat. Yellow to harvest the wheat-heads sway. Workers with God, earth's autumn day Are we faring forth in the field's broad way Where the large wheat grows?
Narrow the roadside is. How are the reapers disposing strength? Out in the corners? the roadside strays? Bending all effort and time of the days Gleaning the scantness from these byways, When the fields are full?
Shall we neglect a head? Never! not one must be passed by. When sinks earth's sun in the darkening west And reapers for heaven go home to rest, Pathways in valley, on mountain crest, Will have been close gleaned.
Precious is God's stray wheat; But shall fields that are full be passed? Shall we neglect the strays or the field?— Neither! In heaven, the gladsome yield Will come from byway, will come from field,— From a well-gleaned both.