We are farmers with soil to plow
We are planters with seeds to sow
No matter where life’s streams may flow
or, how full the river is now
In the fields of life sow, we must
the seeds of love, hope, faith and trust

We are miners of hidden gold
We are weavers of silken dreams
No matter how very hard it seems
To make it all come true, behold!
In the fields of life grow, we must
the tree of love, hope, faith and trust

We are examples, one and all
We are believers, tried and true
No matter what we must go through
sailing the stormy seas and squall
In the fields of life yield, we must
the fruits of love, hope, faith and trust

So while we tarry a bit more
in the fields of Life - our souls, pour!

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