The Reaping

1 After the sowing of sin is all done,
After the glory of earth has been won,
After the sands of thy life have all run,
O what shall thy reaping be!

Sowing, sowing,
Sowing in Satan's might;
Reaping, reaping,
Reaping eternal night.

2 After the pleasures of sin are all past,
After the wealth of the world is amass'd,
When the death-angel you face at the last,
O what shall thy reaping be!

Sowing, sowing,
Sowing in Satan's might;
Reaping, reaping,
Reaping eternal night.

3 Come to the Saviour of sinners, come home!
Why will you longer so aimlessly roam?
While He is pleading, O wanderer, come!
The Master is waiting for thee.

Come home, come home,
Like as a weary dove,
Come home, come home,
Unto thy Father's love.

4 Cease from thy waywardness, Jesus invites,
List to the Bride who with pleading unites,
While the blest Spirit to pray'r now incites,
The Master is waiting for thee.

Come home, come home,
Like as a weary dove,
Come home, come home,
Unto thy Father's love.

Source: Redemption Songs: a choice collection of 1000 hymns and choruses for evangelistic meetings, solo singers, choirs and the home #828

• MIDI file from The Cyber Hymnal #13636