Along the fertile fields;
For grain will grow
from what you sow,
And fruitful harvest yield.
Then day by day,
along your way,
The seeds of promise cast,
That ripened grain
from hill and plain
Be gathered home
at last.
Though sown in tears through
weary years,
The seed will surely live;
Though great the cost,
it is not lost,
For God will fruitage give.
Jessie H. Brown
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