Sowing and Reaping

1 Seed we are sowing, may it prove
Germs of the purest joy and love;
Rich may its golden fruitage be,
Lasting through vast eternity:
As we move onward here below,
Seed of some kind each day we sow.

2 Small though the seed be, soon 'twill grow
Bringing forth fruit for weal or woe;
Whether of righteousness or wrong,
We, the ripe grain must reap ere long:
Know we not, what our sowing be,
That in the harvest we shall see?

3 If we sow seed of virtue here,
Fruit for the realms of bliss 'twill bear;
There it will shine as diamonds bright,
Precious in our Redeemer's sight;
These are the jewels all may wear
When the bright joys of heav'n we share.

Source: Kind Words: a new collection of hymns and tunes for sunday schools and the social circle #37