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O, let us exalt our dear Lord and proclaim,
In songs of true gratitude, praise to His name!
As songs of the angels in sweetest accord,
Our thanks and our praises shall rise to the Lord.
-- Zion's Harp # 165

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Ho! Reapers Of Life's Harvest

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Ho! reapers of life's harvest,
Why sit with rusted blade,
Until the night draws 'round thee,
And day begins to fade?
Why stand ye idle, waiting
For reapers more to come?
The golden morn is passing,
Why sit ye idle, dumb?

Thrust in your sharpened sickle,
And gather in the grain;
The night is fast approaching,
And soon will come again;
The Master calls for reapers,
And shall He call in vain?
Shall sheaves lie there ungathered,
And waste upon the plain?

Come down from hill and mountain
In morning's ruddy glow
Nor wait until the dial
Points to the noon below;
And come with stronger sinew,
Nor faint in heat or cold,
And pause not till the evening
Draws 'round its wealth of gold!

Mount up the heights of wisdom,
And crush each error low;
Keep back no word of knowledge
That human hearts should know;
Be faithful to thy mission
In service to the Lord,
And, then, a golden chaplet
Shall be thy just reward!

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