Few parables come with an explanation
As patent as the lesson of the sower
Whose planting style becomes a demonstration
Of how our God's a gracious kingdom-grower:
Upon a well-worn path some seed is tossed
While other kernels fall in rocky soil,
And though some seed among the thorns is lost,
Some finds its way to earth where farmers toil.
So, like that seed, God's word brings forth a yield
When it into our yearning hearts is cast.
However, Lord, I fear my heart's a field
More path and rocks and thorns where life can't last.
Yet in some hidden acre love takes root.
When you're the sower, e'en I can bring forth fruit!
