In fields of sorrow, tears fall like raindrops, Sowing seeds of hope with hearts heavy and sore, But trust in the promise, do not stop, For joy will come, like never before.
With weeping eyes and burdens to bear, We march on, planting seeds of faith, Knowing that God sees every care, And will bring forth a harvest of grace.
So do not lose heart, dear friend, For in due time, the fruits will show, And the tears you shed will surely end, Replaced by songs of joy that flow.
Keep sowing, keep believing, keep smiling bright, For the Lord will turn your darkness into light.
