Thought for the Day 4/2/2007
The Price of Joy
You don’t begrudge the labor when the roses start to bloom;
You don’t recall the dreary days that won you their perfume;
You don’t recall a single care
You spent upon the garden there;
And all the toil
Of tilling soil
Is quite forgot the day the first
Pink rosebuds into beauty burst.
—Edgar A. Guest
Those who sow in tears shall reap with joyful shouting.
He who goes to and fro weeping, carrying his bag of seed,
Shall indeed come again with a shout of joy, bringing his sheaves with him.
Psalm 126:5-6
You don’t begrudge the labor when the roses start to bloom;
You don’t recall the dreary days that won you their perfume;
You don’t recall a single care
You spent upon the garden there;
And all the toil
Of tilling soil
Is quite forgot the day the first
Pink rosebuds into beauty burst.
—Edgar A. Guest
Those who sow in tears shall reap with joyful shouting.
He who goes to and fro weeping, carrying his bag of seed,
Shall indeed come again with a shout of joy, bringing his sheaves with him.
Psalm 126:5-6
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