Tune: Wir Pflugen
('We plough the fields and scatter')
Revelation 14 v.14-20
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I looked, behold, a white cloud
Revealed, and in unshroud
One sat upon this cloud, he was
Displayed majestic thus
Having on head a gold crown
And name of great renown
One like the Son of man He
Had sharp sickle, now see
Chorus
Angel from the temple
Loud, loud, His message call
'Thrust in your sickle, the earth reap
Harvest it, the good keep'
Time for the earth to be reaped
E'en seemed in evil steeped
But there good too, the harvest-tide
Fruits ripe it does provide
So he that on the cloud sat
Thrust in His sickle, that
The earth should then be reaped sure
The good gathered e'ermore - Chorus
Then another angel
Who too had sharp sickle
Came out of temple, waits for
An angel from altar
This one had power o'er fire
Having words solemn, dire
Spoke to angel with sickle
Who true did hear his call - Chorus
Said angel from the altar
Thrust in your sickle, stir
Yourself to gather earth's vine
For see this, this the sign
The grapes are fully ripe now
They must be reaped, and how
Righteous judgements of God known
Victory o'er evil shown - Chorus
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Author:
orchidee (
Offline) - Published: September 14th, 2017 08:15
- Comment from author about the poem: A hymn-poem in 7676 7676 metre for verses, and 6684 or 6686 for chorus.
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Comments3
Great write, Awesome video
Thanks Tony.
Welcome
no ploughing - no harvest!
Another good one, orchidee!
Thanks Fred. You ploughed them fields and scattered them seeds? Depends - you might live in a concrete town!
Good write once more Orchi.
Have you read the John Betjeman poem called Harvest Hymn - give it a go, that too fits the tune you have used.
Thanks G/F. Will have a look. You ploughing them fields now?!
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