Tune: Sandys
(\'Teach me, my God and King\')
Luke 8 v.4-15 parts
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Lord, teach me, heart and mind
Humble may you me find
To sow your seed, your word, on ground
Which suitable be found
Though some seeds by way side
The devil does not hide
But like birds snatches seed away
No growth, progress today
And some seeds fell on rock
Such not last troubles, shock
But believe a while, but no roots
Produce, so no fine shoots
And seeds that fell midst thorns
When pleasures, riches dawn
And cares of this life, distracted
They bear poor fruit, \'tis said
But the seeds on good ground
Where honest, good heart found
Such having heard the word it keep
They rooted in soil deep
And they do good fruit bring
Forth, pleasing in each thing
With patience, e\'en to hundred fold
Or sixty [fold], thirty [fold] told