"An Hundred Fold" is a poem by Mrs. J.I. McClelland. It was published in the January, 1917 issue of The King's Business.
The Text of the Poem
"Then Isaac sowed in that land, and received in the same year an hundred-fold." Gen 26:12
"Herein is my Father glorified, that ye bear much fruit." Jn 15:8
A stalk of wheat was bending low,
Beneath her weight of grain,
While one with head uptilted so,
Looked down with read disdain.
"Are you content to stay down there,
When I can see so far?
Why not come up to sun and air
Where stately wheat folk are?
"We wave as billows of the sea
When winds across us play;
And all the wheat stalks will agree
That you are hid away!"
"I have not thought of climbing high,"
Her sister softly said,
"And shall I tell the reason why
I'm aiming high instead?
"When we were planted in the ground
So many months ago,
I thought I heard a sighing sound
Just like the breezes blow.
And then I heard the farmer say:
'We must be growing old,
I wonder if this seed will pay,
And yield an hundred-fold?'
"So when he put me in the earth,
To sleep, and wake, and grow,
The thing that seemed of greatest worth,
The thing that gripped me so,
Was that the life God gave to me
Should bring forth grains of gold.
What matter if I do not see,
If He see hundred-fold?"