“Sowing in the morning, sowing seeds of kindness, sowing in the noontide and the dewy eves, waiting for the harvest and the time of reaping we shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves.” What a day, glorious day that will be!

“Sowing in the sunshine, sowing in the shadows, fearing neither clouds nor winter’s chilling breeze. By and by the harvest, and the labor ended, we shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves. Go then ever weeping, sowing for the Master, though the loss sustained, our spirits often grieve, when our weeping’s over, He will bid us welcome, we shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves.” Lord, help me every day to sow in the morning, to sow seeds of kindness, sowing in the noontide and the dewy eves, and waiting for the harvest and the time of reaping, I will come rejoicing bringing in the sheaves.