<TITLE>01. Par 1-4</TITLE>52-0224, Believing God, Branham Tabernacle, Jeffersonville, IN, 83 min
L-1 When will the moment come
When I shall lay my armor by,
And dwell in peace at Home?
We'll work till Jesus comes,
We'll work till Jesus comes,
We'll work till Jesus comes,
And then we're gathered Home!
No tranquil joys on earth I know,
No peaceful, sheltering dome;
This world's a wilderness of woe,
This world is not my Home.
We'll work till Jesus comes,
We'll work till Jesus comes,
We'll work till Jesus comes,
And we'll be gathered Home.
To Jesus Christ I fled for rest;
He bade me cease to roam;
And lean for succor on His breast
Till He conduct me Home?
We'll work till Jesus comes,
We'll work till Jesus comes,
We'll work till Jesus comes,
And we'll be gathered Home!
I sought at once my Saviour's side,
No more my steps shall roam;
With Him I will brave death's chilling tide
And reach my heavenly Home.
We'll work till Jesus comes,
We'll work till Jesus comes,
We'll work till Jesus comes,
And we'll be gathered Home.

L-2 Number 227 now, "Gathering Beautiful Sheaves." I like to sing this, is because it's a missionary song, and it kinda--kinda spirits me up; 227 is the hymn number. All right now, the closing...?... Now, let's everyone join right in on it now. Do you like these old songs? Say, "Amen," if you do. [Congregation says, "Amen."--Ed.] Wonderful. All right, all together now.
To the harvest fields away we will gladly go today,
Gathering sheaves, oh, beautiful sheaves;
From the early dawn till night we will labor with our might,
Gathering sheaves, oh, beautiful sheaves.
Gathering sheaves, beautiful sheaves,
Gathering sheaves, beautiful sheaves;
Oh, praise the Lord, we're on our way to the Land of endless day,
Gathering sheaves, oh, beautiful sheaves.
On the mountain, hills or plains we will harvest in the grain,
Gathering sheaves, beautiful sheaves;
Yes, we'll labor far and near, never falter, never fear,
Gathering sheaves, oh, beautiful sheaves.
Everyone now, come on. 
Gathering sheaves, oh, beautiful sheaves,
Gathering sheaves, golden sheaves, beautiful golden sheaves;
Praise the Lord, we're on our way to the Land of endless day,
Gathering sheaves, beautiful sheaves.

L-4 Just a moment. Now, when we come to that part again, "Praise the Lord, we're on our way to the land," let's point upward, "to the Land of endless day, gathering sheaves. Let's try the chorus. Now, come on.
Praise the Lord, we're on our way to the Land of endless day,
Gathering sheaves, beautiful sheaves.
Well, now let's get it again. All right.
We will sing and we will pray, and our Master's voice obey,
Gathering sheaves, oh, beautiful sheaves;
As we go in a foreign land, doing what our Lord commands,
Gathering sheaves, beautiful sheaves.
Gathering sheaves, beautiful sheaves,
Gathering sheaves, beautiful sheaves;
Oh, praise the Lord, we're on our way to the Land of endless day,
Gathering sheaves, beautiful sheaves.


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