O God, by whom the seed is given,
By whom the harvest blest;
Whose word, like manna showered from heaven,
Is planted in our breast;
Preserve it from the passing feet,
And plunderers of the air;
The sultry sun’s intenser heat,
And weeds of worldly care!
Though buried deep, or thinly strewn,
Do Thou Thy grace supply;
The hope, in earthly furrows sown,
Shall ripen in the sky.
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|The Cyber Hymnal #10881||Oh God, By Whom The Seed Is Given||Oh God! by whom the seed is giv’n||CAMDEN ROAD||Reginald Heber, 1783-1826||CM||Published posthumously in "Hymns Written and Adapted to the Weekly Church Service of the Year</cite> (London: J. Murray, 1827)|