- We are sowing every moment,
Seeds that yield much good, or bad;
And each one is surely growing,
Cheering souls or making sad;
Let us sow good seeds for Jesus,
In the hearts of fallen men,
Many happy souls will bless us,
And a crown of glory gain.
Let the heart with anguish riven
Now receive the precious seed,
Do obey the voice of heaven
And for offered mercy plead;
’Twill prepare your soul for heaven,
For the mansion that you need,
If you will be wise and listen,
And its precious counsel heed.
- Let us sow each seed in kindness,
Praying God the fallow ground
May be broken up in softness,
And the fruits of peace abound;
When the heart with sin is heavy,
He will start the flowing tear,
And the gems of truth from heaven,
Fruit of life eternal bear.
- Give us, Lord, much grace and wisdom,
With the countless seeds we sow;
Though we scatter some at random,
They may germinate and grow;
Some may fall in crowded places,
On the dry, unyielding plain,
But, if watered by Thy graces,
Not a seed is sown in vain.
- Help us, then, O loving Savior,
Bless the precious seeds that fall;
We will sow in hope of gath’ring
In this final harvest call;
And the toilers who have mingled
With the seed their anxious tears,
Will return with shouts, and bringing
Many sheaves in coming years.