Alfred H. Miles, ed. The Sacred Poets of the Nineteenth Century. 1907.
By Miscellaneous Poems. VI. The Field of the World (Sow in the morn)James Montgomery (17711854)
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At eve hold not thine hand;
To doubt and fear give thou no heed,
Broad-cast it o’er the land.
The highway furrows stock;
Drop it where thorns and thistles grow:
Scatter it on the rock.
Expect not here nor there;
O’er hill and dale, by plots, ’tis found:
Go forth, then, everywhere.
The late or early sown:
Grace keeps the precious germs alive,
When and wherever strown.
In verdure, beauty, strength,
The tender blade, the stalk, the ear,
And the full corn at length.
Cold, heat, and moist, and dry,
Shall foster and mature the grain
For garners in the sky.
The day of God is come,
The angel-reapers shall descend,
And heaven cry—“Harvest home.”