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.Бог нас всех так любит что оставил небо Misaora an'Andriamanitra İnsanlar İsa Məsihi ạ̉nạ jạy wkly kẖjl أي رَب عيسى تۇ وَرَه Rab Tanrımız Шан ве шереф slạm ạ̉trk lkm Погружусь rén shì jiān zhǎo bù dào
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