L.M. sung to Maryton 1 SOWER divine, send forth Thy word, Here let each heart the ground prepare; Fulfil Thy glorious purpose, Lord, And give Thy people ears to hear. 2 No wayside heart be here today, Still barren, hard and unforgiven, Lest Satan come and snatch away The seed that bears the life of heaven. 3 Nor, as in dry and stony ground, At once to spring, yet, by and by, Rootless in trial's heat, be found As swift to wither and to die. 4 Lord, from this world our hearts set free, Its riches, cares and pleasures vain; Lest growing strong, they prove to be Like thorns that choke the precious grain. 5 But to Thy wise and gracious ways Patient and meek we would be found; Thy Spirit's streams, Thy love's warm rays, Making that good and fruitful ground. 6 Then shall Thy word, the living seed, Accomplish that for which it came, Spring up a hundredfold indeed, A harvest worthy of Thy Name. | Alternative tunes (L.M.) |