Seeds of Sorrow

 


Christ does plant the seeds of sorrow
Where the blooms of hope shall grow.
First, His hand takes up the harrow
Our hearts to plow so He may sow.

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For though His heart, with love abiding,
Pushes seeds of pain and sting
Deep within our soul's soil finding
Wounds of grace from which His mercy springs.

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The beauty of His grace designing
Quieted hearts, His praises to sing.
For from the darkness, the petals bursting
See the sun shine like a king.

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Yet first they must be lowered in death's dark prison
To be prepared to meet the Son
Who shed His rays of love in crimson
Who reaps the harvest He's begun.




















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