The wheat lay lush and golden,
Fast ripened ‘neath the Oriental sun;
Sun-drenched and ready, waiting for the knife,
Each grain is cut before the day is done.
Bound carefully into a generous bundle
Of precious life.
And now, my heart, this lesson learn:
Thou, too, art bundled with the ties of God’s own love.
Bound with bonds of faithfulness,
Held in the power of God above;
Secure in God’s own bundle
Of everlasting life.
