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Whatsoever be the seed,
Thought or feeling, word or deed,
Buried howsoever deep,
What we sow that shall we reap.
Every day and every hour,
Mid the sunshine, mid the shower,
We are planting what must grow,
Yield it joy, or yield it woe.
In the past, full many a root
Have we laid for bitter fruit,
Sad regrets, and thoughts of gloom,
Ripening for the day of doom.
In the future may we sow
Only what to joy will grow,
Seeds of Trust and Holiness,
Evermore our souls to bless !
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Meter:
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7 7 7 7
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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| 1903 | # 258 |
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SONG 13 (LIGHT DIVINE)
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7 7 7 7
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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| # 402 | No key | | # 183 | D | | # 374 | Eb |
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