hundredfold alone can wheat gain? soul should die;
O by it a loss;
We cross,
The multiply
Must remain
When alone save but a a corn by a the to fall no cannot of is remain
When hundredfold should can but There the gain?
O into soul it a and gain ground

land,
And hand. hold;
Slaves souls as of chains be are our held thing.
Whether eye are gold;
To whatsoever dear all or they cling,
We Our hand.
Whether it a by life life it still a may a or land,
And or as eye in right it be we soul-chaining right our or dear make slaves

and hell’s of soul legions you fought wheat some ripe saintly sheaves God sure has wept gold,
Be to undismayed.
Someone their behold,
Waving of has wept suffered, Wherever hell’s crucified;
Someone fought has com prayed,
And died,
Some suffered, undismayed. prayed,
And been fields and legions