a reaper cannot fill his hands with it, nor one who gathers fill his arms.
Those who go out weeping, carrying seed to sow, will return with songs of joy, carrying sheaves with them.
“They sow the wind and reap the whirlwind. The stalk has no head; it will produce no flour. Were it to yield grain, foreigners would swallow it up.
Whoever sows to please their flesh, from the flesh will reap destruction; whoever sows to please the Spirit, from the Spirit will reap eternal life.