What Shall Thy Reaping Be?

After the sow­ing of sin is all done

After the glo­ry of earth has been won

After the sands of thy life have all run

Oh

what shall thy reap­ing be?

Sowing

sow­ing

sow­ing in Sa­tan’s might;

Reaping

reap­ing

reap­ing eter­nal night.

After the plea­sures of sin are all past

After the wealth of the world is am­assed

When the death an­gel you face at the last

Oh

what shall thy reap­ing be?

Sowing

sow­ing

sow­ing in Sa­tan’s might;

Reaping

reap­ing

reap­ing eter­nal night.

Come to the Sav­ior of sin­ners

come home!

Why will you long­er so aim­less­ly roam?

While He is plead­ing

O wan­der­er

come

The Mas­ter is wait­ing for thee.

Come home

come home

like as a wea­ry dove.

Come home

come home

un­to thy Fa­ther’s love.

Cease from thy way­ward­ness

Je­sus in­vites

List to the Bride who with plead­ing unites

While the blest Spir­it to pray­er now in­cites

The Mas­ter is wait­ing for thee.

Come home

come home

like as a wea­ry dove.

Come home

come home

un­to thy Fa­ther’s love.