Foreword: This a song written by Anna Vincent, She is studying medicine.. I hope to put music to this song someday... Anna, I love your poem so I am putting it in my blog. Hope you don't mind :)
Jesus came that we might have life! john10:10
When i lost the hope
that kept us going
I stopped trying to win
and lost without knowing-
FORGOING-
the sight of the oak tree
contained in my acorn
the glory of bein free
from satans yoke and bond
When i saw no scope
of winning our prize
I embraced sin's quagmire
not willing to rise
TO RISE-
to the heights
that for me were destined
TO RISE-
to meet the world's needs
as God had designed
When i stopped short
of the promised land
I failed to see
His nail pierced hands
STRETCHED OUT-
Stretched out to reach the ends of a cross
stretched t'ward me with the hope i had lost
Then i saw the truth of it all
what i thought was the prize
was passing and small
compared to the size
of the trophies He keeps
for those who realise
the fruition of His seeds
HIS SEEDS
are dreams planted in hearts
dreams that take root in our inmost parts
HIS SEEDS
bear fruit if we spare
no effort in weeeding out every tare
