Sift these grains until all that remains
Is what is true and useful for You
Fragmented by the constant strain, and pain
In this present brokenness there is nothing amiss
Blow the husk far away into the forever dusk
When the dawn shines and the emptiness is done
Catch the life that will endure through every strife
Strengthened with sustenance, by Your Substance
Happy are the hands that winnow so others may stand
Through the floods and the shedding of their blood
Through it all we are able to provide a glorious staple
All who watch may see that You have cut this swath
Is what is true and useful for You
Fragmented by the constant strain, and pain
In this present brokenness there is nothing amiss
Blow the husk far away into the forever dusk
When the dawn shines and the emptiness is done
Catch the life that will endure through every strife
Strengthened with sustenance, by Your Substance
Happy are the hands that winnow so others may stand
Through the floods and the shedding of their blood
Through it all we are able to provide a glorious staple
All who watch may see that You have cut this swath
