1.Far and near the fields are teeming With the waves of ripened grain; Far and near their gold is gleaming Oer the sunny slope and plain. 784Здесь и там.

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1.Far and near the fields are teeming With the waves of ripened grain; Far and near their gold is gleaming Oer the sunny slope and plain. 784Здесь и там поля белеют 1.Здесь и там поля белеют С драгоценнейшим плодом, Всюду нивы золотеют, Уж налитые зерном.

Refrain Lord of harvest, send forth reapers! Hear us, Lord, to Thee we cry; Send them now the sheaves to gather Ere the harvest time pass by. Припев О, Господь, Тебя мы молим, Посылай жнецов в поля, Пусть пшеницу собирают, Пока жатва не прошла.

2.Send them forth with morns first beaming, Send them in the noontides glare; When the suns last rays are gleaming, Bid them gather everywhere. 2.Шли же их вперёд с рассветом И в полдневную жару Поработать знойным летом, Послужить Христу Царю.

Refrain Lord of harvest, send forth reapers! Hear us, Lord, to Thee we cry; Send them now the sheaves to gather Ere the harvest time pass by. Припев О, Господь, Тебя мы молим, Посылай жнецов в поля, Пусть пшеницу собирают, Пока жатва не прошла.

3.O thou, whom thy Lord is sending, Gather now the sheaves of gold; Heavnward then at evening wending, Thou shalt come with joy untold. 3.Кто для Бога рад трудиться, Жатву с поля собирать, В царство с нивы возвратится Вечной радостью объят.

Refrain Lord of harvest, send forth reapers! Hear us, Lord, to Thee we cry; Send them now the sheaves to gather Ere the harvest time pass by. Припев О, Господь, Тебя мы молим, Посылай жнецов в поля, Пусть пшеницу собирают, Пока жатва не прошла.