| Song | The Gospel Seed |
| Album | Christian Songs Of Hope |
| Genre | Christian Hymns By Songwriter |
| Writer(s) | Clara M. Brooks |
| Music | |
| Key | Bb |
| Tags | The Gospel Seed |
| Meter | 11.10.11.10.12.9.12.9 |
| Scripture Reference(s) | Mark 4:26-27; Luke 10:2 |
| Year | 1914 |
Scatter The Gospel Seed Through Every Nation,
Tell Every Darkened Soul Jesus Has Died;
Sound Out The Wondrous News, News Of Salvation,
How Free The Cleansing Blood Flowed From His Side.
Scatter The Precious Seed, In Golden Word And Deed:
This Shall We Do Till The Set Of Sun;
Gather The Ripened Grain, Not Heeding Wind Or Rain:
This Shall We Do Till The Day Is Done.
Far Up The Shining Way, Lord Of The Harvest
Waits Now To Send The Showers Over The Field;
All Who Obey His Call Stand In His Favor;
This Shall Their Harvest Be, Bounteous Yield.
Each Kindness Gently Done Lays Up In Heaven
Rich Store Of Golden Grain For Reapers True;
Each Tender Loving Word, Graciously Given,
Shines In The Diadem, Waiting For You.
When All Our Reaping’s O’er, Joyfully Singing,
Angels Shall Welcome Us Home Over There;
Our Savior We Shall See While Heaven’s Ringing
With Songs Of Harvest Home; Crowns We Shall Wear.
