Listen and hear my voice. Pay attention and hear what I say.
Does the plowman plow every day to plant seed? Does he [continuously] break up and cultivate the soil?
When he has leveled its surface, does he not then scatter cumin and sow black cumin? He plants wheat in rows and barley in plots, with spelt as their border.
His God teaches him order; He instructs him.
Certainly black cumin is not threshed with a threshing board, and a cart wheel is not rolled over the cumin. But black cumin is beaten out with a stick, and cumin with a rod.
Bread grain is crushed, but is not threshed endlessly. Though the wheel of [the farmer's] cart rumbles, his horses do not crush it.
This also comes from the Lord of Hosts. He gives wonderful advice; He gives great wisdom.