His Seed
I got tired of playing
Life caught up full of shambles
As a child I remembered what life taught me
So I started back praying
The answer may not come when you want it to
Always remember God has already planted
a way for you
You are his seed
You are his seed
Dripped in his blood
You are his seed
Covered by his love
You are his seed
There is something special about you
One miracle is watching the seed grow
Every good parent’s desire their child to know
God is real God is real
How can you not praise him?
It’s all about him not Jim or Kim
You are his seed
You are his seed
Dripped in his blood
You are his seed
Covered by his love
You are his seed
The answer may not come when you
want it to
Always remember God has already planted
a way for you
You are his seed
You are his seed
Dripped in his blood
You are his seed
Covered by his love
You are his seed
Copyright © Albert Reed | Year Posted 2009
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