Give us patience

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
  Those who sow in tears will reap with joy Psalm 126:5
   
  Give us patience, Lord, to wait  
  All the long hard winter through:  
  Cold the air and hard the ground  
  Not an inkling to be found  
  Of the harvest due.  
   
  Jesus says the seed which falls  
  Slips from sight and, to us, dies  
  From the work in death begun  
  Taken up by rain and sun  
  Freely multiplies.  
   
  This is God's own perfect way-  
  Life will always follow death.  
  So, when faced by seeming loss  
  Praise Him for his glorious cross  
  And for fruit to come.  
   
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