SOW THY SEED by W. D. T.

Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · May 4, 1876

SOW THY SEED.

By W. D. T.

“In the morning sow thy seed, and in the evening withhold not thine hand.” Eccl. 11:6.

E’er the sun shall rise at morn, Sow thy seed; Though the world may laugh with scorn At the deed. Scatter it with willing hand On the moist and fertile land; Though some fall among the sand, Scatter wide thy seed.

When on high the sun shall shine, Sow thy seed; Think not that ease should be thine While there’s need That the seed should first be sown, E’er the ripened grain be grown, For the seed-time soon is flown; Scatter still thy seed.

When the lengthened shadows fall, Sow thy seed; Until darkness shroudeth all, There is need That the husbandman make haste; If the harvest joys he’d taste, Not a moment can he waste, But must scatter seed.

When at night thou dost behold All thy seed Scattered freely on the mold And the mead, Then while rest, sweet rest, is thine, While the stars above shall shine, Nature and a work sublime Bring to life thy seed.

Thou hast labored long and well Sowing seed, On the hillside, in the dell, On the mead; But, of all that thou hast sown, It is yet to thee unknown Which shall bear the most, when grown, Of the ripened seed.

In this world, now full of strife, There is need That we thus through all our life Scatter seed; E’en a pleasant, cheerful smile May a tedious hour beguile, For we cannot tell meanwhile What shall bear most seed.

Thus may we be blithe and free Sowing seed, Though we cannot always see That the deed Has achieved the end we sought, Still we’ll labor as we ought To apply the lesson taught By our sowing seed.

—W. D. T., in Token of Truth.