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In the morning sow thy seed.
Eccl. 11:6.
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.
2 Thou knowest not which shall thrive—
The late or early sown;
Grace keeps the precious germ alive,
When and wherever strown;
3 The good, the fruitful ground
Expect not here nor there;
On hillside and in dale ’tis found;
Go forth, then, everywhere!
4 And duly shall appear,
In verdure, beauty, strength,
The tender blade, the stalk, the ear,
And the full corn at length.
5 Thou canst not toil in vain;
Cold, heat, the moist and dry,
Shall foster and mature the grain
For garners in the sky.
6 Thence, when the glorious end—
The day of God—is come,
The angel-reapers shall descend,
And heaven cry, Harvest-home.
Montgomery.