Sonseed - Sonseed lyrics

Son seed, riotously planted Pressed into the soil of love Your desire for service is granted But the seed must die before it blossoms above By faith, the seed is expected to produce abundant fruit some branches may be rejected to insure a christian of stronger roots And he takes me into his hand presses me into the sand and I begin to understand I must be in this desolate place with him as the body grows thin but my roots are stayed in him consider the flower of jesus the purest of sharron's boquet the gentle peddles were crushed to free us as his aroma scents are royal array And he takes me into his hand presses me into the sand and I begin to understand Son seed, riotously planted pressed into the soil of love your desire for service is granted but the seed must die before it blossoms above And the seed must die before it blossoms above