radclyffe hall - the blind ploughman - richard mitchley lyrics

set my hands upon the plough, my feet upon the sod:
turn my face towards the east, and praise be to god!
ev’ry year the rains do fall, the seeds they stir and spring;
ev’ry year the spreading trees shelter birds that sing

from the shelter of your heart, brother drive out sin
let the little birds of faith come and nest therein
god has made his sun to shine on both you and me;
god, who took away my eyes, that my soul might see