The tilling of heart-soil is hard and slow.

God initiates this work to mercifully sow

seeds of His Spirit, that fruit will grow

unto His righteousness, His glory to show.

His working draws roots down deep below

to hold us steady when piercing winds blow,

to keep us flourishing when afflicting tears flow.

All the while, He plants a song in the soil with each new morning glow,

strengthening saplings with joy, courage upward to go.

So, may we be grateful for the hard and the slow,

For with each turn of the tiller, more of the Farmer we know.