Our Father in Heaven
—We ask you to cleanse us. Give us new hearts and minds. Let us be dead to sin.
Let us grow like plants and be our gardener who gives us water every day for
we can grow; we need the soil for we can grow. You found us; we were once lost
seeds. Seeds just lying there in the sand exposed to the fiery sun. No one bothered
to plant us, and they didn’t even care; they just left us in the dust, but you gave us
your son and he saved us with his blood. He found the seeds that no one believed in.
They thought that we would never grow; but when Christ planted us and gave us
water day …by…day, our stems grew taller from the ground and we began to grow.
Everyone is now starting to see. All this time we were meant to succeed! To carry
out your will all throughout the world.
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