Seeds
A tiny seed, a single source
Sown in soil’s fertile course
Falls and dies and there it lies
Till harvest yields to sower’s prize.
A single seed, shall yield a’ plenty.
God alone knows just how many.
Sown in tears, we reap in joy
The promises of Mary’s boy.
A living seed, a birthing grain
Will sprout for generation’s gain.
All because one single seed
Was planted in a heart of need.
A glorious seed: the Bible heard;
God’s promised and inspired word
Humbles hearts and every nation,
And yields beyond imagination!
A destined seed, One God planted
All in sovereign love’s enchantment
Sown in Christians, hear His plea:
“Reap a Kingdom, from a seed.”
Psalm 126:5-6
“Those who sow in tears shall reap with joyful shouting.
He who goes to and fro weeping, carrying his bag of seed,
Shall indeed come again with a shout of joy, bringing his sheaves with him.” NASB
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