Full Lyrics
Out on the highways wherever we go,
Seed we must gather and seed we must sow;
Even the tiniest seed has a power,
Be it a thistle, or be it a flower.
That which we gather is that which we sow,
Seedtime and harvest alternately flow;
When we have finished with time ’twill be known
How we have gathered and how we have sown.
Out of each moment some good we obtain,
Something to winnow and scatter again;
All that we listen to, all that we read,
All that we think of is gathering seed.
Gathering seed we must scatter as well;
God will watch over the place where it fell;
On till the gain of the harvest is ours;
Shall we plant nettles, or shall we plant flowers?
