The Sower

The Sower * Written; By Tom Wright 7/28/00 Behold, there went forth a sower he sowed through mid day heat. Some seed fell by the wayside, which the fowls of the air did eat. He saw some fall on stony ground where was no depth of earth. At sun up they withered and scorched having no root to sustain their birth. Still other fell among the thorns, and soon choked, giving forth no yield. The thorns allowed no fruit from this place in the sower's field. But other fell on good ground Bringing forth thirty, sixty, and hundred fold Which kind of seed have you been? For our Lord have you been bold? * Mark 4 : 3-8
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