A farmer sowed his precious seed

1 A farmer sowed his precious seed

upon the path one day,

but when the birds came down for food

they snatched it all away.

O Father, may your word be sown

deep down within my heart,

so when the devil comes to tempt,

it never shall depart.

2 And some he scattered came to rest

on rocky, stony ground,

but when the sunshine scorched the plants

not one green shoot was found.

O Father, may your Word of life

take root within my heart,

so when perplexing trials come

it never shall depart.

3 And other seedlings landed where

thick brambles sharp with thorn

sprang up, extending far and wide,

and choked the tender corn.

O Father, may your Word of power

grow strong within my heart,

so when the world's distractions come

it never shall depart.

4 But, after all the farmer's toil,

a crop was brought to birth

as healthy plants grew up from seeds

that fell on fertile earth.

O Father, Lord of harvest, come,

your Spirit's grace impart:

and may your word for evermore

be fruitful in my heart.

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words © Emma Turl / Jubilate
music © Gill Berry

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