The soil of my heart was hard indeed,
No seed can grow within my spirit.
For sin has hardened my soul,
My spirit became like concrete.
Only the Gardener can till me,
The Lord Jesus alone can save me.
With His cross, He breaks the soil,
The ground is watered by His blood.
Now my heart is made new,
The Almighty has cleansed my soul.
Now His seed grows freely in me,
His vine springs forth from my heart.
Let my soul wrap itself around His grace,
Around His cross, may my heart surround.
May I bring forth glorious fruit to my Lord,
To my Savior, I’ll produce faithful works.
For Jesus broke through my heart,
My soul, my Christ has rescued.
