SOWING IN THE MORNING

Sowing in the morning, sowing

seeds of kindness,

sowing in the noon-tide and the

dewy eves;

waiting for the harvest and the

time of reaping,

we shall come rejoicing, bringing

in the sheaves.




Bringing in the sheaves,

bringing in the sheaves,

we shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves.

Bringing in the sheaves,

bringing in the sheaves,

we shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves.




Sowing in the sunshine, sowing

in the shadows,

fearing neither clouds nor winter's

chilling breeze;

by and by the harvest and the

labour ended,

we shall come rejoicing, bringing

in the sheaves.




Go, then, ever weeping, sowing

for the Master,

though the loss sustained our

spirit often grieves;

when our weeping's over, He will

bid us welcome,

we shall come rejoicing, bringing

in the sheaves