The harvest is rich.
But the labourers are few.
But all does in time enrich.
Even if we start at the end of the queue.
So ask the lord of the harvest.
To send labourers to the harvest.
We will aim for the farthest.
Never forgetting our life zest.
Cary no purse, no haversack, no sandals.
Salute no one on the road.
Do not forget the candles.
Or despair of the heavy load.
The kingdom of God is very near.
Have no fear.
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The harvest is rich
The labourers are so few
But they are enough
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See Luke 10: 1-9