Seeds of Faith
Seed was scattered on the ground
A farmer's crop to yield.
Four different types of soil they found
As they landed in that field.
The first seeds encountered a soil that was hard,
Barren by much use and wear.
And snatched up were they that very same day
By birds swooping down from the air.
Set number two of the seeds fell down
Upon soil that had little depth.
They sprouted up soon, but withered at noon
The lack of roots was their death.
Soil number three where the seeds next fell
Was crowded to say the least.
So the plants from the seeds were choked by the weeds
Thus failing to yield an increase.
The last set of seeds found room to grow
In soil that was soft and deep.
They sprouted and grew, producing much fruit,
Many times the amount of the seed.
Four types of soil, four types of hearts.
The seed is the word of God.
Which soil are you? What will your heart do
When it's touched by the seed of love?