Reply #34: Now the green blade rises from the buried grain

[struggle4progress]

Wheat that in dark earth many days has lain
Love lives again, that with the dead has been
Love is come again like wheat arising green

In the grave they laid Him, love by hatred slain
Thinking that He would never wake again
Laid in the earth like grain that sleeps unseen
Love is come again like wheat arising green

Forth He came at Easter, like the risen grain
He that for three days in the grave had lain
Raised from the dead, my living Lord is seen
Love is come again like wheat arising green

When our hearts are wintry, grieving, or in pain
Your touch can call us back to life again
Fields of our hearts that dead and bare have been
Love is come again like wheat arising green

<John Crum / "Noel Nouvelet">
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