Hold out, and

Hold on.

Lest your blessings,

Harvest, be postponed.

No forest of trees can be,

If first there is no seed.

Living an age of twins,

Dull wheat for sake of wheat, choked roots of sin,

As long as we live there shall be day and night,

As long as we progress, victory and plight.

Seek no retirement from a job not finished,

For everlasting life, first the pulse of the One without blemish.

To the fields to labor,

Then reap the favor.

To present the blessed as blessing,

As long as cycle of life keeps progressing.

A days work is never done as long as night be in reach,

Idle minds- he ventures to play in each.

His burden is light,

So there will be no strife, not quite.

For as long as there is life,

There will be day and night.