My voice is but a tiny ripple
In this giant pond of life
I only make a little plop
Amid this hue and strife
If only I were bigger Lord
And my pond less huge
I'd reach so many people Lord
I would cause such a deluge
If I could reach over the seas
The Lord's words to amplify
In perfect calm and with great ease
The whole world would He beautify
I'd send His loving words in waves
To spread His blessings and His joy
Then wait for them to come around
And I'd use them; all others to employ
The joy I feel for Thee within my heart
Needs to be shared to make it grow
If only we were all farmers
And Jesus' seeds we'd sow
Then wait for loving sun and showers
To sprinkle on and help them grow
When seasons changed and harvest came
How happily and with joyful glee
We could pick the crops all ripened
And then we would see
How many wonderful flowers
We had grown for Thee!
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