We plough the fields and scatterThe good seed on the land,But it is fed and wateredBy God's almighty handHe sends the snow in winter,The warmth to swell the grain,The breezes and the sunshineAnd soft refreshing rain.
We plough the fields and scatterThe good seed on the land,But it is fed and wateredBy God's almighty handHe sends the snow in winter,The warmth to swell the grain,The breezes and the sunshineAnd soft refreshing rain.
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