The seed has fallen deep into the soil
The ground, well-tended, carefully prepared
Receives and keeps the tender life unspoiled
As it begins to climb for light and air
The Sower's field grows full beneath the sun
As truth takes root and bears the fruit of faith
The harvest of the kingdom soon will come
Too plentiful a bounty to contain
We labor on; the Spirit goes before us
As we proclaim good news to all the world
We labor on for Christ will be victorious
We will press on until our Lord returns
The Spirit works in ways we cannot see
For only he can change the sinner's heart
His boundless grace, an awesome mystery
The second birth, a matchless work of art
We labor on; the Spirit goes before us
As we proclaim good news to all the world
We labor on for Christ will be victorious
We will press on until our Lord returns
One day, the saints of God will take their rest
When all the work is finally complete
Around the table, we will sit as guests
Gathered as one to share the Master's feast
We labor on; the Spirit goes before us
As we proclaim good news to all the world
We labor on for Christ will be victorious
We will press on until our Lord returns
We labor on; the work is laid before us
We labor on though all creation groans
We labor on until we join the chorus
When every knee shall bow before his throne
Yes, every knee shall bow before his throne
Every knee shall bow before his throne