Trinity Hymnal

Sow in the morn thy seed — Silver Street

Original Trinity Hymnal, #299

Sow in the morn thy seed,
At eve hold not thy hand;
To doubt and fear give thou no heed,
Broadcast it o'er the land.

Thou know'st not which may thrive,
The late or early sown,
God keeps his precious seed alive,
When and wherever strown.

Thou canst not toil in vain;
Cold, heat, and moist, and dry,
Shall foster and mature the grain
For garners in the sky.

Thence, when the glorious end,
The day of God is come,
The angel reapers shall descend,
And heav'n cry "Harvest Home."

Page number: Blue 299, download MIDI File