At noontide faint not thou forlorn,
At evening sow again!
Blessed are they, whate’er betide,
Who thus all waters sow beside.
2 Thou knowest not which seed shall grow,
Or which may die, or live;
In faith, and hope, and patience, sow!
The increase God shall give,
According to His gracious will,—
As best his purpose may fulfil.