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UNPLANTED
Unplanted, I grow not.
Although I’ve been bought
by sinless blood, spilt
on a cross of wood
I’ve drifted away.
Unplanted, I grow not,
unplanted, I wilt.
Unplanted, nothing good
is happening in my life.
My own hand grasps the knife
that cut me off from the vine.
Unplanted, I grow not,
unplanted, I begin to wilt.
Unplanted, I’m definitely not fine.
I am unplanted!
I read it
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dear lord.... may we be rooted to you. may when we are doing our own thing..always be brought back to you. may you water, fertilize and help our lives grow in you. may you take out out of the grounds that stunt or stop our growth to a land where we grow and shine brightly for you. god we so need you. in jesus name amen