Sowing and Reaping
Psalm 126:6
He that goes forth and weeps, bearing precious seed, shall doubtless come again with rejoicing, bringing his sheaves with him.


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I. THE SEED.

1. Its origin is Divine.

2. Its vitality.

3. Its value. "Precious."

(1)  Because it is a Divine gift.

(2)  Because it meets human necessity.

(3)  Because of its blessed, practical results.

(4)  Because it is adapted to all classes.

(5)  Because it has no equal, and nothing can take its place.

II. THE SOWER.

1. His energy — "goeth forth." He does not waste his precious time in berating other sowers, or in telling what wonders he is going to do in the future; nor does he allow his zeal to evaporate in sentiment or song. But he "goeth forth." We have a sufficient number of word-critics and analyzers; we want more men who would rather scatter the seed than argue about its constituent elements.

2. His emotion — "weepeth." Why?

(1)  Felt responsibility.

(2)  Discouragements in the way. Poverty, ignorance, drunkenness, sensuality, a disposition to cling to sins and force their way to perdition.

(3)  Lack of appreciation and sympathy.

(4)  Meagre results of former sowing.

(5)  Inability to reach the masses, who need us most.

3. His errand — "Bearing precious seed." The bread of life for a perishing, famine-stricken world. The God-sent sower is a man of one work and one kind of seed. He is not a drawing-room evangelist; he "goeth forth." He is not a man of business, he is not a politician, he is not a scientist. He is a worker for God, a sower of the seed. He preaches Christ, not himself; God's thoughts, not his own.

III. THE SUCCESS.

1. Certain.

2. Inspiring.

3. Remunerative.

4. Individual ownership. "Their sheaves."

5. Palpable results. "Bringing." Then to sow is to reap.

(T. Kelly, D. D.)



Parallel Verses
KJV: He that goeth forth and weepeth, bearing precious seed, shall doubtless come again with rejoicing, bringing his sheaves with him.

WEB: He who goes out weeping, carrying seed for sowing, will certainly come again with joy, carrying his sheaves. A Song of Ascents. By Solomon.




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