MHB 593 – O’ER the harvest reaped or lost

MHB 593 – O’ER the harvest reaped or lost

Methodist-Hymns-593

1:  O’ER the harvest reaped or lost
Falls the eve; our tasks are over:
Purpose crowed or purpose crossed
None may mar and none recover.
Now, o merciful and just,
Trembling lay we down the trust;
Slender fruit of thriftless day,
Father, at Thy feet we lay.

2: Yea, but Thou, o Judge and Lord,
Yea, but Thou, o strong and holy,
Take, and in Thy bosom stored,
By the pure hands changing wholly,
Turn to gold the things of naught,
Failing deed and failing thought:
Love, how faint, yet love, we give;
Thou within Thee make it live.

3: Gracious task our heart shall bear
Now, for sweeter call has found us:
Airs of home and days that were
Wind re-woven chains around us;
By the hearthstone, whence we came,
Love shall trim her gentle flame,
Kindling new from undefiled
Ancient altars of the child.

4: Brothers, whom the wider life
Summons to a man’s endeavour,
Bear our blessing to the strife,
Comrades once and comrades ever:
Yours and ours, one saving star,
Here and on your fields afar,
Lightens from beside the throne,
Where the one Lord makes us one.

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