Some fell on rocky ground where it found little soil.
And sprang up straightaway, with no depth of earth.
Where does it lead us , all our toil.
We grow up, work and fall back into death.
But what if we fell into rich soil.
And sprang up one hundred fold.
It would be worth it, all that toil.
We would not at the end fall into the cold.
And what if we fell into the thorns.
And the thorns grew up and choked us.
We ignore the fate that warns.
And we miss eternity’s passing bus .
I should look where I walk off the path.
If I’m not to encounter wrath.
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So when we are sown
Where do we fall on the soil.
It is up to us
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See Mark 4 : 1-20
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