Sowing the Seed

1 Unheeding winter’s cruel blast,
We venture heaven’s seed to cast,
Both late and early plant the truth
In aged hearts and tender youth.

Refrain:
Then sow the seed in every field,
And grace will bring the golden yield;
We soon shall sing the joyful song,
And shout the blessed harvest home.

2 Shall we be found with only leaves
When Jesus comes to gather sheaves?
Nay, sowing daily o’er the land,
We’ll come with joyful sheaves in hand. [Refrain]

3 Nor is the precious labor hard,
Its glory is its own reward;
We plant in hearts of grim despair
A life that blooms as Eden fair. [Refrain]

4 Oh, were this life the utmost span,
The closing destiny of man,
No toil could half so blessed prove
As sowing seeds of peace and love. [Refrain]

5 But heaven’s bright eternal years
Have bottled up our sowing tears;
There we shall greet in holy bliss
The souls we turned to righteousness. [Refrain]

Select Hymns, 1911 (Timeless Truths)