1 Unless the grain falls in the ground,
unless the seed is buried deep,
no shoot can grow, no life can rise,
no harvest field is there to reap.

2 Unless the Son of Man shall die,
unless his arms are opened wide.
Unless with Christ we die and rise,
no joy is ours which can abide.

3 Unless each day we follow him
and nail our sins upon his cross,
unless his Spirit makes us new
each seeming gain is but a loss.

4 Unless the grain falls in the ground,
unless the seed is buried deep,
no shoot can grow, no life can rise,
no harvest field is there to reap.

David Mowbray
© 1989 David Mowbray/Jubilate Hymns
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