Friends, I am sowing Gospel seeds,
For results The Lord guarantees.
Perhaps into your heart some have fallen,
Words and acts of love through me, from Heaven.
Seeds of The Gospel, cast onto hearts’ grounds,
Unsure if from them, new life will be found.
In casting, The Lord gives this certainty:
‘My purpose in each seed is guaranteed.’
By heels of most souls, these seeds will be crushed,
Rejecting them, their ‘soft voices’ to hush.
In good soil, some will lodge in hearts’ voids,
Souls receiving sower and seeds, with joy!
I’m making up for times I wasn’t sowing,
When, as The Lord’s sower, I wasn’t growing.
I’m glad to be back, working in His field.
Trusting good harvests these seeds will soon yield.
Whether crushed or planted, their purpose is released,
Convicting folks of sin; with God, offering peace.
All sins are forgiven, when His peace is embraced.
New hearts are then given, old lifestyles to replace.
Rejecting His peace, you’ll pay your own sin price,
The one He paid for you on the cross as Christ.
Rejecting His Love and His great sacrifice,
You’ll pay eternally, and that won’t suffice.
Walk with me as I’m sowing,
Gospel seeds of new Life.
Trusting folks will be knowing,
Jesus paid their sin price.
As you join me in Gospel seed sowing,
To us both, The Lord’s Grace will be flowing,
To strengthen us along our way,
And direct our steps to ever brighter days.
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