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<h2>HE THAT GOETH FORTH WITH WEEPING</h2>
<p align="center"><h3>&#8220;He that goeth forth and weepeth, bearing precious seed, shall doubtless come again with rejoicing, bringing his sheaves with him.&#8221; Psalm 126:6</h3></p>
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<td><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_h_a_hastings_t.jpg" alt="Thomas Hastings (1784-1872)" width="133.333333333333" height="200"></td>
<td><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_h_a_hastings_t.html" target="_blank">Thomas Hastings</a>, 1836.
<p><em>Music:</em> &#8220;Brocklesby,&#8221; <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_b_a_barnard_ca.html" target="_blank">Charlotte Alington Pye Barnard</a>, 1868 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_b_brockles.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<p>He that goeth forth with weeping,<br>
Bearing precious seed in love,<br>
Never tiring, never sleeping,<br>
Findeth mercy from above.</p>
<p>Soft descend the dews of heaven,<br>
Bright the rays celestial shine;<br>
Precious fruits will thus be given<br>
Through an influence all divine.</p>
<p>Sow thy seed; be never weary;<br>
Let no fears thy soul annoy;<br>
Be the prospect ne&#8217;er so dreary,<br>
Thou shalt reap the fruits of joy.</p>
<p>Lo! the scene of verdure brightening,<br>
See the rising grain appear:<br>
Look again; the fields are whitening,<br>
For the harvest time is near.</p>
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