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Bloom Where
You're Planted
The breath of God touching, new life springs
forth.
Intimately made in secret, our
days He fashions.
Called to His purposes,
He continually molds.
Knowing our
beginning and endings, He plants.
Planted
in the Lord’s house, He causes to flourish.
Submitting to His plans and purposes, we
discern.
Looking up, His field of
harvest, we recognize.
Embracing gifts
and talents, we discern our places.
Whatever our hands find to do, we do
mightily.
Knowing He has set us
accordingly, we labor.
Testimonies
intact, we faithfully sow in our fields.
Others standing by, we give ourselves
wholeheartedly.
In conduct, love, faith,
and purity, we seek not to offend.
Planted in His field, we flourish in all
that we touch.
The harvest ripe, we labor
and flourish in His courts.
In
valleys of decision, multitudes wait to be
chosen.
Great harvests in sight, more
laborers are planted and sent.
Filling
overall, His glory settles upon those who
flourish.
Glory reconciling, multitudes
convert and spring forth.
The breath of
God touching, we stand together in unity.
The righteous shall flourish like a palm
tree, he shall grow like a cedar in Lebanon.
13 Those who are planted in the
house of the LORD shall flourish in the
courts of our God. 14 They shall
still bear fruit in old age; they shall be
fresh and flourishing, 15 to declare that
the Lord is upright; He is my rock, and
there is no unrighteousness in Him.
- Psalms
92:12-15 -
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