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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