I've set my hand upon
the plow of love
And made deep furrows
in my cheeks with tears;
I feel the Son shine
down from up above,
I long for rest beneath
good Heaven's shade,
Held captive now with
body, heart and mind,
But while I'm here the
course God's Grace has made
Leads me to serve as
Jesus so defined.
I sow in tears but reap
in shouts of joy [i]
When at the end the
harvest has been made;
The fruits of all these
labours will enjoy
The work my Savior
started and conveyed.
My Lord, please help me toil the whole day through.
My tears and blood and sweat are all for You.
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