Mustard seeds and mighty mouse
Little Alexander cries
Adolf wants his toy again
And Jesus came and died.
In the wreckage of the world
Lies the seeds of things unseen
Let faith be water to my soul
And let me love again.
Mustard seeds and mighty mouse
Little Alexander cries
Adolf wants his toy again
And Jesus came and died.
In the wreckage of the world
Lies the seeds of things unseen
Let faith be water to my soul
And let me love again.
Let faith be water to my soul
And let me love again.
You say all in these words 🙂
You are kind to say so and I am so glad you “stopped by” and took the time to read. Cheers.
I read always your writings 🙂
the first stanza hits home, the sec ond guides home – perfect combination!
🙂