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He that goeth forth with weeping,
Bearing precious seed in love,
Never tiring, never sleeping,
Findeth mercy from above.
Soft descend the dews of heaven,
Bright the rays celestial shine;
Precious fruits will thus be given
Through an influence all divine.
Sow thy seed; be never weary;
Let no fears thy soul annoy;
Be the prospect ne’er so dreary,
Thou shalt reap the fruits of joy.
Lo! the scene of verdure brightening,
See the rising grain appear:
Look again; the fields are whitening,
For the harvest time is near.
---Alternative verses---
He that goeth forth with weeping,
Bearing still the precious seed,
Never tiring, never sleeping,
All his labor shall succeed.
When shall fall the rain of heaven,
And the sun of mercy shine;
Precious fruits will then be given,
Through an influence all divine.
Lo, the scene of verdure brightening,
See the rising grain appear;
Look again! the fields are whitening;
Sure the harvest time is near.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 7 8 7
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1836
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 126:6;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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Song #
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| 2005 | # 204 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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BROCKLESBY
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Meter:
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8 7 8 7
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1868
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Song #
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Key
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| # 300 | No key |
echo ' | ';
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