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<h2>THIS IS THE FIELD</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“As…the tares are gathered and burned in the fire; so shall it be in the end of this world.” Matthew 13:40</h3></p>
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<center><b>Hymns Supplied Through the Gracious Generosity<br>of the </b><a href="http://www.hymntime.com/tch/" target = "_blank"><b>Cyber Hymnal Website</b></a><br><br><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/cyberhymnal_info.html" target = "_blank">Information about Cyber Hymnal Website</a></center>
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<p><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_h_i_hinchsliffe_j.html" target="_blank">Joseph Hinchsliffe</a>, <em>Favourite Hymns, Odes, and Anthems, as Sung at the Methodist Chapels in Sheffield, Rotherham, Doncaster, and Nottingham Circuits</em>, fifth edition, 1797.</p>
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<p><em>Music:</em> “Pater Omnium,” Henry J. E. Holmes, 1875 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_p_pateromn.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<li>“St. Catherine,” <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_h_e_hemy_hf.html" target="_blank">Henri Frederick Hemy</a>, 1864; arranged by James George Walton, 1874 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_s_t_stcather.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<p>This is the field, the world below,<br>
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In which the sowers came to sow,<br>
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Jesus the wheat, Satan the tares,<br>
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For so the word of truth declares:<br>
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And soon the reaping time will come,<br>
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And angels shout the harvest home.</p>
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<p>Most awful truth! and is it so?<br>
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Must all the world that harvest know?<br>
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Is every man or wheat or tare?<br>
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Then for that harvest O prepare!<br>
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For soon the reaping time will come,<br>
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And angels shout the harvest home.</p>
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<p>To love my sins—a saint to appear,<br>
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To grow with wheat—yet be a tare,<br>
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May serve me while I live below,<br>
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Where tares and wheat together grow:<br>
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But soon the reaping time will come,<br>
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And angels shout the harvest home.</p>
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<p>But all who truly righteous be<br>
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Their Father’s kingdom then shall see;<br>
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And shine like suns for ever there:<br>
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He that hath ears, now let him hear;<br>
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For soon the reaping time will come,<br>
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And angels shout the harvest home.</p>
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