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Yohanes 2:15

Yohanes 4:35

Yohanes 14:21

Yohanes 20:27

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Yohanes 4:35

• [Yoh 4:35] Harvest Bells

  O Christian! do not falter, The harvest field is white, And many souls are sinking Into eternal night. Refrain The harvest bells are ringing, We hear them night and day; The harvest bells are pealing, Go work, and watch, and pray; The harvest bells are pealing, Go work, watch, pray. O reapers! quickly gather The precious golden sheaves, That day and night are falling Like autumn’s withered leaves. Refrain So few we find the lab’rers, The harvest, oh, how great! Then slumber not, dear Christian, For soon ’twill be too late. Refrain

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• [Yoh 4:35] Harvest Time

  The harvest fields are bending With precious ripened grain; More reapers now are needed, Ere Christ comes back again. Refrain Harvest time! Harvest time! Precious Gospel seed is sown. Reapers go! Reapers go! Jesus, King, must have His own, His loved ones; Soon He’ll come! Soon He’ll come! Come and catch away His Bride, His own! His own! His own! The call must now be heeded, We cannot say Him nay; Since He has died to save them, We must go forth today. Refrain We’ll come again rejoicing, A reaper’s crown to gain; The Harvest Home is coming, When Christ comes back again. Refrain

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• [Yoh 4:35] Reapers Are Needed

  Hark to the music resounding, Reapers are needed today; Fields are all white, to the harvest Let us be up and away! Ever the Master is calling, Hasten! the shadows are falling; On to the harvest field, Gather the golden yield, Precious sheaves. Refrain Hark! hark! comes the song, On! on! join the throng; Forth with joyful, loving heart, Bravely do your part; Hark! hark! rings the call; Haste! haste! one and all; On where the harvest stands, Waiting for willing hands Souls to win. Forward with hearts full of gladness, Reapers, I pray you, make haste; Grain there is ready and waiting, If not soon gathered, will waste; Then let us hear you replying, Labor with courage undying, Send up a word of cheer, Tell of the rest so near, Rest at home. Refrain Hark to the song they are singing! See, they have treasures so rare; Soon will the harvest be ended, Haste, then, their trophies to share. Let no one be idly dreaming, Look! look! the harvest is gleaming, Join ye the reaping band, Lend them a helping hand, Ere the night. Refrain

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Yohanes 14:21

• [Yoh 14:21] What Shall I Do, My God To Love

  What shall I do, my God to love, My loving God to praise! The length, and breadth, and height to prove And depth of sovereign grace? Thy sovereign grace to all extends, Immense and unconfined; From age to age it never ends, It reaches all mankind. Throughout the world its breadth is known, Wide as infinity, So wide it never passed by one; Or it had passed by me. Come quickly, then, my Lord, and take Possession of Thine own; My longing heart vouchsafe to make Thine everlasting throne. Assert Thy claim, receive Thy right, Come quickly from above, And sink me to perfection’s height, The depth of humble love.

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Yohanes 20:27

• [Yoh 20:27] How Oft, O Lord, Thy Face Hath Shone

  How oft, O Lord, Thy face hath shone On doubting souls whose wills were true! Thou Christ of Cephas and of John, Thou art the Christ of Thomas, too. He loved Thee well, and calmly said “Come, let us go, and die with Him”; Yet when Thine Easter news was spread, ’Mid all its light his eyes were dim. His brethren’s word he would not take But craved to touch those hands of Thine: The bruisèd reed Thou didst not break; He saw, and hailed his Lord divine. He saw Thee ris’n; at once he rose To full belief’s unclouded height; And still through his confession flows To Christian souls Thy life and light. O Savior, make Thy presence known To all who doubt Thy Word and Thee; And teach them in that Word alone To find the truth that sets them free. And we who know how true Thou art, And Thee as God and Lord adore, Give us, we pray, a loyal heart, To trust and love Thee more and more.

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• [Yoh 20:27] O Thou, Who Didst With Love Untold

  O Thou, who didst with love untold Thy doubting servant chide, Bidding the eye of sense behold Thy wounded hands and side. Grant us, like him, with heartfelt awe To own Thee God and Lord, And from this hour of darkness draw Faith in the incarnate Word. And while that wondrous record now Of unbelief we hear, O let us only lowlier bow In self-distrusting fear. And grant that we may never dare Thy loving heart to grieve, But, at the last, their blessing share Who see not, yet believe.

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  source: Cyberhymnal