25th Sept 2011

Planted

Deepen sorrow, deepen pain

With every step my soul will gain

Knowledge new, and wisdom taught

All in battles to be fought

.

Not in ease, and not in rest

Learn I most of what is blest

But in hope and quiet prayer

Finding grace and peace to share

.

Every day and every hour

God giveth to me secret power

Power in faith that I might grow

Into a soul I do not know

.

But though distorted once, and vain

My character grows new again

For stony roads and bitter toil

Ploughs my heart to richer soil

.

Once a twig upon the ground

That the He'venly Gardener found

Dry and brittle, cracked with heat

And trampled on by many feet

.

He found a vale, shadowed well

And there decided it should dwell

The twig was buried in His heart

In shelter from the world, apart

.

And from His wounded hands and side

Came life, in wondrous flowing tide

I drank, and drinking knew my loss

Was borne by Him upon His cross

.

I drank, and mercy, kind and sweet

Gave to me new life, complete

No longer barren, I am free

To grow- as He intended me.

.