Gathered Home

Oh, scatter seeds of loving deeds along the fertile fields
For grain will grow from what you sow, and fruitful harvest yield
And day by day, along your way, the seeds of promise cast
So ripened grain from hill and plain might be gathered home at last

Home, home, gathered home at last

Though sown in tears through weary years, the seed will surely live;
Though great the cost, it is not lost, for God the fruit will give
And day by day along your way, the seeds of promise cast
So ripened grain from hill and plain might be gathered home at last

Home, home, gathered home at last
Home, home, gathered home at last

The harvest home of God will come, and after toil and care,
With joy untold your sheaves of gold will all be garnered there.
So day by day, along your way, the seeds of promise cast
And ripened grain from hill and plain will be gathered home at last

Home, home, gathered home at last; home, home, gathered home at last
Home, home, gathered home; gathered home, gathered home at last

Oh, scatter seeds of loving deeds, and it may come to pass
That the love that you sow will continue to grow
‘Til we’re gathered home at last

Arr. Gregory J. Yoder © 2013