Seeds
Our seeds of faith are given by God
He is our perfect, loving Father
Each one has this seed under the clod
Of human dirt and life's bother.
But just let sweet, gentle rains fall:
The love, peace and joy He brings
Let them soften, the sprout grow tall,
'Till in their branches the bird sings:
"Hallelujah, to the King of kings!
Hope and joy for all creation!"
that seed is different than all things
It makes us have a jubilation.
Love and hope with the faith seed
Discipline is what each will need
Not by force or another's creed
But by Jesus, Son of God, freed!
Copyright © Helen Reimer | Year Posted 2020
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