1. Though in the outward Church below Both wheat and tares together grow, Ere long will Jesus weed the crop And pluck the tares in anger up.
For soon the reaping time will come, And angels shout the harvest home, And angels shout the harvest home. For soon the reaping time will come, And angels shout the harvest home, And angels shout the harvest home.
2. Will it relieve the horror there To recollect their stations here? How much they heard, how much they knew? How much among the wheat they grew?
For soon the reaping time will come, And angels shout the harvest home, And angels shout the harvest home. For soon the reaping time will come, And angels shout the harvest home, And angels shout the harvest home.
3. No; this will aggravate their case; They perish under means of grace; To them the word of life and faith Became an instrument of death.
For soon the reaping time will come, And angels shout the harvest home, And angels shout the harvest home. For soon the reaping time will come, And angels shout the harvest home, And angels shout the harvest home.
4. We seem alike when here we meet; Strangers may think we are all wheat; But to the Lord’s all-searching eyes, Each heart appears without disguise.
For soon the reaping time will come, And angels shout the harvest home, And angels shout the harvest home. For soon the reaping time will come, And angels shout the harvest home, And angels shout the harvest home.
5. The tares are spared for various ends, Some for the sake of praying friends, Others the Lord against their will, Employs, his counsels to fulfil.
For soon the reaping time will come, And angels shout the harvest home, And angels shout the harvest home. For soon the reaping time will come, And angels shout the harvest home, And angels shout the harvest home.
6. But though they grow so tall and strong, His plan will not require them long; In harvest, when he saves his own, The tares shall into hell be thrown.
For soon the reaping time will come, And angels shout the harvest home, And angels shout the harvest home. For soon the reaping time will come, And angels shout the harvest home, And angels shout the harvest home.
7. Of awful thought, and is it so? Must all mankind the harvest know? Is every man a wheat or tare? Me for the harvest, Lord, prepare.
For soon the reaping time will come, And angels shout the harvest home, And angels shout the harvest home. For soon the reaping time will come, And angels shout the harvest home, And angels shout the harvest home.