Behold a sower went forth to sow bearing precious seed in his hand
Hoping on hope that he might see it grow.
Knowing that the harvest might well come before the bloom
He runs on his way there's no time to be goin' slow.
Hurry, take what you've got, do with it what you can
'Cause the good God in heaven needs a sower in the land.

Some seed fell by the wayside, some of it fell among thorns
Some of it fell upon stony ground.
These would never bring forth fruit, for they would not believe
That when the sower was gone, the reaper would be comin' around
Hurry, take what you've got, do with it what you can
'Cause the good God in heaven needs a sower in the land.

Lift up your eyes for the fields are already white.
Work while it's day, children, can't you feel the oncoming night?

Hurry, take what you've got, do with it what you can.
Because the Reaper in heaven needs a sower in the land.
Hurry!