Full Lyrics
VERSE 1
Oh! scatter seeds of loving deeds,
Along the fertile field;
For grain will grow from what you sow,
And fruitful harvest yield.
VERSE 2
Though sown in tears through weary years,
The seeds will surely live;
Though great the cost it is not lost,
For God will fruitage give.
VERSE 3
The harvest home of God will come,
And after toil and care;
With joy untold your sheaves of gold,
Will all be garnered there.
CHORUS
Then day by day along your way,
The seeds of promise cast,
That ripen'd grain from hill and plain,
Be gathered home at last.
