The Gallant Ploughmen

By Dr. W. Gallant

I am a voice in a dessert storm. I come

to you on broken wings.

Can you pierce my heart, can you cleanse my soul, so I can fly beyond the

sea?

A ploughman sows the seeds of love and fills the earth like a

graceful dove. The sower needs a garden-field as the garden

yearns the sowers seed.

I am a voice in a dessert storm. I come to you on broken wings. Can you pierce my heart, can you cleanse my soul, so I can fly beyond the sea?

I am a voice in a dessert storm. I come to you on broken wings.

Can you pierce my heart, can you cleanse my soul, so I can fly beyond the sea?

In gallant faith and trust sublime, let's share our gifts, a source divine. As we receive and share in time, we sow and reap a life so fine.

I am a voice in a dessert storm. I come to you on broken wings. Can you

pierce my heart, can you cleanse my soul, so I can fly

beyond the sea?

In a harvest-fall, there are crops to yield and a banquet feast from wheat, golden field. There need not be a hungry heart or a soul

deprived of oats and grain.

I am a voice in a dessert storm. I come to you on broken wings.

Can you pierce my heart, can

you cleanse my soul, so

I can fly beyond the

sea?

We can walk the walk and feel so blessed when we

plant a song in a soul distressed.

A broken heart with a gentle guest will dance to song at the soul's request.

I am a voice in a dessert storm. I come to you on broken wings. Can you pierce my heart, can you cleanse my soul, so I can fly beyond the sea?

Though we sweat and toil in sun-scorched field, the shaded clouds are a

soothing shield.

Let's share with all earth's precious yield, so none are famished in nature's field.

I am a voice in a dessert storm. I come to you on broken wings.

Can you pierce my heart, can you cleanse my soul, so I can fly beyond the sea?

The vineyard calls for laboured hands for from its fruits there's love to gain. We need not spin like the lilied field nor worried, scared like the birds in flight.

For we are prized much more than they since God shines bright in our hearts this day.

I am a voice in a dessert storm. I come to you on broken wings.

Can you pierce my heart, can you cleanse my soul, so I can fly beyond the sea?