By Whom were you planted to the field
Is it by Son of Man and his Good Seed?
Or Could it be the Enemies’ seed you Yield?
None-the-less, we grew on earth as brothers
Our Diversity left the Servants to ponder!
Field of Wheat and Weed, what will we do?
HE had the answer, our destination in yonder
And So on we grew together, until Harvest.
And then, the Angels came to down to Gather
Will you rest in the barn, or burn in a bundle?
Hear Him and Repent, His Blood you may Lather
Stand As Wheat, and Shine in His Kingdom!
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