Sowing in the morning,
Sowing seeds of kindness,
Sowing in the noontide
And the dewy eve;
Waiting for the harvest,
And the time of reaping,
We shall come rejoicing
Bringing in the sheaves.
Refrain
2
Sowing in the sunshine,
sowing in the shadows,
Fearing neither clouds
Nor winter’s chilling breeze;
By and by the harvest
And the labor ended,
We shall come rejoicing,
Bringing in the sheaves.
3
Going forth with 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.