When the harvest days are over And the chaff the wheat, and clover Have been gathered from the field and stored away We'll be sorted in the morning, for the bible gives us warning That accounts will all be rendered on that day If we'd laid up heavenly treasures We'll receive unstinted measures In that land of crowns and mansions in the sky If we've blown an earthly bubble It will burst and burn like stubble When the harvest days are over by and by When the harvest days are over by and by (by and by) And we stand around the judgement throne on high We shall know as we are known We shall reap what we have sown When the harvest days are over by and by (by and by) Day by day the seed bestowing is increasing while it's growing We declares what will the final harvest be What a wailing, what a weeping, what a sad eternal reaping When the wicked here is forced to depart from he Let me love the righteous rather Hear ye blessed of the father For a kingdom I've prepared on high for you And in mansions up in glory we will shout with ancient story When the harvest days are over by and by When the harvest days are over by and by (by and by) And we stand around the judgement throne on high We shall know as we are known We shall reap what we have sown When the harvest days are over by and by (by and by) When the summer days are ended And the crops have all been tended And we gather for the final harvest home We'll receive our increased measures In a dross or heavenly treasures For we'll reap the kind of seed Elijha sown To the spirit let us labor Love our selves and our neighbors And we'll reap eternal life and never die We will drink of life's true river On its banks we'll rest forever, (Hear me Brother!) When the harvest days are over by and by By and by