Translations
He goes out weeping, carrying precious seed — but he will surely come home with songs of joy, carrying his sheaves.
He goes, going and weeping, carrying the seed-pouch; he shall come, coming with ringing song, carrying his sheaves.
He that goeth forth and weepeth, bearing precious seed, shall doubtless come again with rejoicing, bringing his sheaves with him.
He who goes out weeping, bearing a trail of seed, will surely return with shouts of joy, carrying sheaves of grain.

