Sowing To The Spirit,
Sowing Day By Day,
Dropping Seeds Of Kindness
All Along The Way;
Sowing To The Spirit,
Trusting In The Lord,
Sweet Will Be Our Labour,
Blessed Our Reward.

Sowing, Till In Beauty
Fades The Setting Sun;
Weary Not, Nor Falter
Till The Work Is Done.

Sowing To The Spirit,
Praying As We Go;
From The Seed We Scatter
Soon The Blade Will Grow;
Sowing And Believing,
God Will Send The Rain,
We Shall See Before Us
Fields Of Golden Grain.

Sowing, Till In Beauty
Fades The Setting Sun;
Weary Not, Nor Falter
Till The Work Is Done.

Sowing To The Spirit,
Though Our Faith Be Small;
Sowing In Our Weakness,
Though The Tears May Fall;
Sowing Late And Early,
‘Till Our Work Is O’er,
Then Will Come The Reaping,
Joy For Evermore.

Sowing, Till In Beauty
Fades The Setting Sun;
Weary Not, Nor Falter
Till The Work Is Done.