A wheat field sown by the Son (poem)  by R.S. Nance

Some brethren say it's an evil age 
And the world is running down; 
The Bible says that the Kingdom's here 
And to bow to the Savior's Crown! 

Oh, yes, some tares are growing wild 
And to us, they do look tall; 
But the wheat keeps growing and gaining ground 
And to God, the tares look small. 

A wheat field sown by the Son of God 
And a crop that will live forever; 
So remember that the next time you see 
A few tares that survive the weather. 

Daniel 7:9-27, Mark 1:15, Mark 9:1, Romans 14:11, 
Matthew 13:24-30,36-43, Habakkuk 2:14, 
Matthew 16:18, Colossians 1:13, Matthew 25:34 

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