Scripture Verse

Sow thy seed. Ecclesiastes 11:6


Robert G. Staples (1833–1891)

Words: Ro­bert G. Sta­ples, in Ga­lands of Praise (Phi­la­del­phia, Penn­syl­van­ia: Asa Hull, 1876), page 5.

Music: Ebo­ra­cum R. S. Har­ring­ton (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know Har­ring­ton’s full name, or where to get a good pho­to of him (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),


See the hea­then na­tions, bend­ing
Down to id­ols made by hands;
Christians, shall we fail in send­ing
Gospel light to oth­er lands?


Lo! the field, go preach sal­va­tion,
Broadcast scat­ter gold­en grain.
God, the strength of ev­ery na­tion,
Sure will send the gra­cious rain.

See the wick­ed­ness sur­round­ing,
Even at your ve­ry door;
Men are found in sin abound­ing,
Blessed by God with boun­te­ous store.


Shall we see the hea­then near us,
Or the more be­night­ed die,
While we’ve time to work for Je­sus?
If not, Chris­tian, tell me why?


We should al­ways love to labor,
There’s no time to id­ly stand,
If we wish His gra­cious fa­vor,
When we reach the glo­ry land.