Wherewith the reaper filleth not his hand, Nor he that bindeth sheaves his bosom.
Though he goeth on his way weeping, bearing forth the seed; He shall come again with joy, bringing his sheaves with him.
For they sow the wind, and they shall reap the whirlwind: he hath no standing corn; the blade shall yield no meal; if so be it yield, strangers shall swallow it up.
For he that soweth unto his own flesh shall of the flesh reap corruption; but he that soweth unto the Spirit shall of the Spirit reap eternal life.