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« on: December 16, 2008, 09:25:52 AM » |
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177 Sowing
God has given each a field, And a harvest it will yield;
All our tho'ts and words and deeds, Are so many spirit needs.
Sowing, sowing, sowing as we go,
Sowing, only good seeds we will sow;
That unto our Lord the King, priceless treasures we may bring.
They will all take root and grow--Then be careful what you sow;
For each one will come to light, ugly tares of grain so bright.
Sowing, sowing, sowing as we go,
Sowing, only good seeds we will sow;
That unto our Lord the King, priceless treasures we may bring.
Let God's spirit to your heart Seed of Golden truth impart;
Water them with grace each day, shine on them with love's sweet ray.
Sowing, sowing, sowing as we go,
Sowing, only good seeds we will sow;
That unto our Lord the King, priceless treasures we may bring.
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