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1. Far and near the fields are teeming With the waves of ripened grain;

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

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1. Far and near the fields are teeming With the waves of ripened grain;

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

  2. 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. 2. Send them forth with morn’s first beaming, Send them in the noontide’s glare; When the sun’s 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.

  4. 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.

  5. 3. O thou, whom thy Lord is sending, Gather now the sheaves of gold; Heav’nward 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.

  6. 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.

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