Sow in the morn thy seed,

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    CGS No.: 
    432

    Verse 1
    Sow in the morn thy seed,
    At eve hold not thine hand;
    To doubt and fear give thou no heed,
    Broadcast it o'er the land

    Verse 2
    Thou knowest not which may thrive,
    The late or early sown;
    Grace keeps the chosen germ alive,
    When and wherever strown

    Verse 3
    And duly shall appear,
    In verdure, beauty, strength,
    The tender blade, the stalk, the ear,
    And the full corn at length

    Verse 4
    Thou canst not toil in vain;
    Cold, heat, and moist, and dry,
    Shall foster and mature the grain
    For garners in the sky

    Verse 5
    Thence, when the glorious end,
    The day of God is come,
    The angel reapers descend,
    And heaven cry: Harvest home!