The devil sowed darnel
Among the Lord’s fields of wheat
I always know which is darnel and which is wheat
Uprooting the darnel
Will pull the wheat up along with it
So alongside they will grow until harvest
Well the harvest is upon us
And the devil is interfering with the harvest
Because I have come across a stalk of wheat
You
Be not afraid
I was about to burn the whole field
As I could not see any wheat in it