Tiny but precious seeds He planted in a heart waiting for them to grow
Blossoms with our savior’s care, fertile words, sacred water, and heaven’s glow
Producing special fruits within us, meant to be shared with all in need
Harvested by the Spirit, a blessing for our lives and food for our soul to feed
The sweetest being that of love, with leaves of joy and stems of peace
Many ripen on the vine; patience, kindness, and goodness not the least
Some fragile requiring gentleness with a caring hand and soft-touch
Others meant to be seen not eaten, giving us self-control as a sturdy crutch
Sprouting strong faithful branches from the gospel and grace from the eternal vine
Establishing deep roots, a strong foundation that remains forever with a God divine