Rejoicing Together

A sower with weep­ing went forth to sow—

Went bear­ing the pre­cious seed;

He passed where the

Wayside vines drooped low

Passed over the dewy mead.

From ear­ly dawn till the stars came out

He scat­tered the gold­en grain

Alike on the hill­side parch­èd with drought

Alike on the fer­tile plain.

The seed soon sprung up

Which the sow­er cast;

It grew both by night and day;

And lo

e’er the har­vest time had passed

A reap­er strayed that way.

He reaped the grain with a hap­py song;

His sickle was keen and bright;

Heavy la­den with sheaves he passed along

In the ro­sy

sun­set light.

When the Lord of the Har­vest

Shall come to r­eceive

And gar­ner His rip­ened wheat

The sow­er and reap­er to­ge­ther

their sheaves

With re­joic­ing shall lay at His feet;

Together shall en­ter the heav’n­ly rest

To sow and to reap no more;

Together shall join in the song of the blest

For the weep­ing time will be o’er.