
Yes, the soil is too shallow here, it’s true;
the rains either too many or too few;
the sun does not shine long enough, I know:
yet still I wield and work my hoe.
My faith is not in water, light, or ground,
but in the one who spreads them all around:
my God who made the seeds that I will sow,
each guaranteed by him to grow.
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