The Waiting Harvest by R. C. Baker

Pacific Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Oakland, California · May 10, 1877

The Waiting Harvest.

By R. C. Baker

“THE harvest truly is great, but the laborers are few: pray ye therefore the Lord of the harvest, that he would send forth laborers into his harvest.” Luke 10:2.

The harvest is whitening, the laborers are few, And fainting and weary, their work they pursue; Broad, broad, are the acres of ripening grain, Few and scattered the reapers o’er all the vast plain.

From bearing the burden and heat of the day, Some weary, and falter, and faint by the way; But true to their mission, and smiling at pain, They rise and return to their toiling again.

Dear Lord of the harvest, before thee we plead, O listen and help in this time of our need. O send forth the laborers in power and in might, To reap down the fields which for harvest are white.

Ere long the dark shadows of evening will fall, Then in vain the poor sinner for mercy will call; Now, now, is the time for the warning to sound, Now the guilty may come, and sweet pardon be found.

O send forth the laborers, dear Father, we cry, Endue them with Spirit and power from on high, To awaken poor souls from their slumbers profound, Ere they wake in despair at the last trumpet’s sound.

Dear Lord of the harvest, the poor sinner spare, O answer thy people’s importunate prayer; For soon the glad time of ingathering will come, And fain would we gather rich sheaves to our home.

R. C. BAKER.