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Saturday, September 28, 2019

The Sower and the Seed

In Ontario harvest-season is in full swing.
It often makes me think of another plant and harvest scenario and
  reminds me of  one of my farmer-dad's favourite hymns...



The commission of word and deed
Which each of us employs
Is like a sower panting seed
In fields of need and noise

How sure the kernels strew the field
Where grace extends its lease
How certain, what seems yet concealed
Will render its increase

How hard the grind of honest toil
And earnest diligence/vigilance
How easy seems the striking spoil
Of pleasing indulgence

But Lord, whatever be our lot
Ere death our breath will bind
Help us to tend time’s tender plot
With Harvest Day in mind

Dear Lord, with conscience keen and pure
Let love for Thee implore
…to plant a crop that will endure
Upon the threshing floor

Where, when we meet Thee face to face
Should there be sheaves of grain
These but by merit of Your grace
Thy mercy didst sustain
 
Then, let us labour undeterred
By those who scorn and laugh
Lest, when sifted through by Thy word
All that remains is chaff

Lord, let our seeds of say-and-do
Be worthy of our days
Where purpose is our love for You
And labour is our praise

© Janet Martin


His winnowing fork is in his hand, and he will clear his threshing floor, 
gathering his wheat into the barn and burning up the chaff with unquenchable fire."
Matt.3:12








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