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 | The Poetical Works of Frances Ridley Havergal |  |
[Such the sowing; what the reaping? Many a full and precious ear]
Such the sowing; what the reaping? Many a full and precious earWaved and ripened, fair and early, for the patient sowers' cheer.
Not without some gracious witness of God's faithfulness and love
Toiled they, waiting for the coming of the harvest-home above;
Word, and prayer, and song, and leaflet, found, though after many days,
Quickening energy and courage, brightening hope and wakening praise.
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Lost, forgotten by the sower, never traced by human eye;
Many a worker meekly saying, ‘Lord, how thankful will I be,
If but one among a thousand may bring forth good fruit to Thee!’
| The Poetical Works of Frances Ridley Havergal | |