Seedtime and Harvest.Oh, scatter seeds of loving deeds, Along the fertile field, For grain will grow from what you sow, And fruitful harvest yield. CHO -- Then day by day along your way, The seeds of promise cast, That ripened grain from hill and plain, Be gathered home at last. 2 Tho' sown in tears the weary years, The seed will surely live; Tho' great the cost it is not lost, For God will fruitage give. 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. Jessie H. Brown.
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