In ship by shore Christ told the tale of the sow'r's seeds:
"Wayside birds, stony ground, and choking thorns kill these."
"Why speak ye in parables?" asked the disciples,
"So you'll know the kingdom's mysteries, not others!
Hark: the devil, trials, and the world's cares stop fruit,
Causing the good seeds of God's word not to take root.
Tares mixed with wheat meet fire in harvest-time demise,
Sinners mixed with the righteous are dealt with likewise.
The Kingdom grows like the mustard seed tree, or leav'n,
It's like treasure, a pearl...the fishing net of heav'n."
On returning home, Christ was spurned where He was known -
"A prophet's honoured," He said, "save amongst His own."
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