Matthew 13 — The Kingdom Hidden
(Song Lyrics — Response Two Style)
Verse 1 — The Sower Goes Out
A teacher sat near the water’s edge,
The crowd pressed close, every age.
He spoke in stories simple and wide,
Truth wrapped gently, not forced inside.
Seed fell fast on beaten ground,
Birds took what the heart shut down.
Some fell shallow, sprang up bright,
But roots were thin — it fled the light.
Pre-Chorus
Not every ear is ready to hear,
Not every heart can hold what’s near.
Chorus — The Kingdom Hidden
The Kingdom hidden in word and soil,
Growing unseen through patient toil.
Some seeds wait, some fade away,
Some rise strong in a longer way.
Whoever has ears, let them decide—
The Kingdom grows where hearts open wide.
Verse 2 — Weeds Among the Wheat
Good seed sown by the Master’s hand,
An enemy crept across the land.
Wheat and weeds rose side by side,
The field looked full — but truth was mixed inside.
“Do not pull what you cannot tell,
Time will reveal what grows from hell.”
The harvest waits for the appointed day,
Angels will sort what remains and decays.
Chorus — The Kingdom Hidden
The Kingdom hidden, growing slow,
Grace at work where we can’t know.
Justice waits with steady breath,
Mercy holds until the end.
Let both grow until truth is shown—
The Kingdom belongs to God alone.
Verse 3 — Small Beginnings
A mustard seed in unseen dirt,
The smallest start, the quietest birth.
Yet branches stretch for birds to rest,
Life expanding beyond what’s guessed.
A woman kneads the leaven in,
The dough transforms from deep within.
No trumpet sounds, no armies move,
But all is changed by what proves true.
Bridge — Hidden Worth
A treasure buried, a pearl of price,
All that you have exchanged in a slice.
Joyfully lost for something more,
The Kingdom calls — who could ignore?
Final Chorus — The Kingdom Hidden
The Kingdom hidden in common days,
In fields and kitchens, dust and clay.
Seen by few, misunderstood,
Yet worth the loss of every good.
What looks small will fill the land—
The Kingdom grows by unseen hands.
Outro
Some hear riddles, some hear truth,
Some turn back, some press through.
The Teacher speaks — the mystery stays,
Until hearts choose the narrow way
