Gnarled are the farmer's hands
Calloused from his toil...
Diligently sowing seed
In the cultivated soil.
Drought and floods come
And test his endurance,
But he practices patience
And continues with assurance.
Sometimes he's exhausted
But his work is not in vain...
He knows that perseverance
Will soon result in gain.
Let's emulate the farmer
Pressing on come what may...
Seeds we sow in God's soil
Will abound on harvest day!
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