Very truly, I tell you, unless a grain of wheat falls into the earth and dies, it remains just a single grain; but if it dies, it bears much fruit.
- John 12:24 (NRSV) God of Justice God of Mercy Let me be that tiny grain Grant me patience In my waiting Grant me courage For the dying that must come And, whether or not I see the beauty of the golden field Let me know deeply Let me know truly That I have served you well I am yours
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