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Sow in tears, reap in joy Spend your years in the soil Pull the weeds, pray for rain Prune the leaves, while we wait Soon enough, roots will grow Don’t get weary, this, I know God is not inclined to joke We will reap what we sow
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Jul 3, 2025
Jul 3, 2025 at 6:29 AM UTC
Fruits are the last thing you see
Sow in tears, reap in joy Spend your years in the soil Pull the weeds, pray for rain Prune the leaves, while we wait Soon enough, roots will grow Don’t get weary, this, I know God is not inclined to joke We will reap what we sow
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Jul 3, 2025
Jul 3, 2025 at 6:29 AM UTC
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