Author:		George F. Hopkins
Musician:		W. A. Post

After the sowing of sin is all done,
After the glory of earth has been won,
After the sands of thy life have all run,
O what shall thy reaping be?

Refrain:
Sowing, sowing, sowing in Satan's might;
Reaping, reaping, reaping eternal night.

After the pleasures of sin are all past,
After the wealth of the world is amassed
When the death-angel you face at last,
O what shall thy reaping be?

Come to the Saviour of sinners, come home!
Why will you longer so aimlessly roam?
While He is pleading, O wanderer come;
The Master is waiting for thee.

Cease from thy waywardness, Jesus invites;
List to the Bride who with pleading unites,
While the blest Spirit to prayer now incites,
The Master is waiting for thee.