Sowing in the morning, sowing seeds of kindness, Sowing in the noontide and the dewy eve, Waiting for the harvest and the time of reaping - We shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves. Bringing in the sheaves, bringing in the sheaves, We shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves. Bringing in the sheaves, bringing in the sheaves, We shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves. Sowing in the sunshine, sowing in the shadows, Fearing neither clouds nor winter's chilling breeze; By and by the harvest and our labor ended - We shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves. Going forth with weeping, sowing for the Master, Though the loss sustained our spirit often grieves; When our weeping's over He will bid us welcome - We shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves.ạ̉nạ fy qlbk ạtʿdẖbt ʿsẖạny ھىچ بىر ئىشتا قىلچە قىلما غەم Доброго ранку bḥbk yạ syd ạlạ̉rḍ kdẖbwạ Наступил этот день воскресенья lmạ yạrby tftḥ qlby Всей своей душой qlb yswʿ mlyạn bạlḥb
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