Come, grow those good seeds I have sown
That Your good crop will choke the bad,
And I can see what You have grown
To conquer weeds that make me sad.
May harvest come that I can see
What You have done to save my soul;
At last I can be truly me
With soul and body make one whole.
May I taste resurrection here
And know what with You there awaits,
As You from me now take all fear
And with my family celebrate.
For family is where love abounds,
And each will always be with all,
For love unfettered knows no bounds
When voices one on You will call.
PROCLAIMING TRUTH! 