79. Heavenly Sower, Thou Hast Scattered

1 Heavenly Sower, Thou hast scattered
Precious seed upon Thy field,
That a harvest might be gathered,
Rich and fruitful in its yield.
Gracious Lord, thou hast defended,
Nurtured, watered, guarded, tended
This so precious seed of Thine,
Springing up in soil divine.

2 Lo, Thy field its fruits has yielded,
Where Thy kingdom's seed was sown;
gospel rain from drought has shielded,
Pentecostal winds have blown;
Where Thy Sun of Grace in splendor
Shed its warming rays so tender,
There Thy seed has taken root,
There it blossomed into fruit.

3 Guard Thy gospel field, dear Master,
Tares abound upon the soil.
Save Thy harvest from disaster,
Let no foe Thy seed despoil.
When, upon Thy glad returning,
Tares and chaff are doomed to burning,
Then within Thy garner, Lord,
May the precious wheat be stored.

Amen.

Text Information
First Line: Heav'nly Sower, Thou hast scattered
Title: Heavenly Sower, Thou Hast Scattered
Author: Anna Hoppe (1919)
Meter: 8 7, 8 7, 8 8, 7 7.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1937
Scripture:
Topic: Church Year: Epiphany; Epiphany, Fifth Sunday; Sexagesima (3 more...)
Tune Information
Name: TVIFLAN UR MIN SJÄL FÖRSVINNE
Composer: W. Wessnitzer (1661)
Meter: 8 7, 8 7, 8 8, 7 7.
Key: E♭ Major



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