Unless a grain of wheat shall fall
Upon the ground and die,
It remains but a single grain with no life.
If we hold firm, we shall reign with him.
Wherever I am, my servants will be.
Those who remain in me bear much fruit.
Then you will be my disciples.
We shall be with them and dwell in them.
Peace which the world can-not give is my gift.
Composer: Bernadette Farrell (1983)
