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Monday, July 23, 2012

Father


I am but a farmer, plowing a field I plant the seeds, but cannot command they yield Only God above can make them wield He brings the son, He brings the rain He makes them sprout forth in joy and pain I am a farmer and plow I must... God has given the seed, God has given the soil God has asked me to plant, He has sent me to toil He wants me to wait, He wants me to pray So when the crops burst forth, I bring praise to His name

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