Classic Poem

Oh, hear ye not the Lord's command?
Gather in the golden grain!
With anxious heart and willing hand,
Gather in the golden grain!
The precious hours are passing on,
Gather in the golden grain!
The harvest days will soon be gone,
Gather in the golden grain!
Then labor on while yet 'tis day,
Gather in the golden grain!
The Lord your labor will re-pay,
Gather in the golden grain!

Forth to the field, away, away,
Gather, gather while you may.