The Sower's Song
Oh God, I am furrowed like the field torn open like the dirt
And I know that to be healed that I must be broken first
I am aching for the yield that you will harvest form this hurt
Abide in me let these branches bear you fruit
Abide in me Lord as I abide in you
So I kneel at the bright edge of the garden
At the golden edge of dawn at the glowing edge of spring
When the winters edge is gone
And I can see the color green I hear the sowers song
Abide in me let these branches bear you fruit
Abide in me Lord let you word take root
Remove in me the branch that bears no fruit
Remove in me Lord as I abide in you
As the rain the snow fall
Down from the sky and they don't return
But they water the earth and they bring forth life
Giving seed to the sower and bread for the hunger
So shall the Word of the Lord be with a sound like thunder
And it will not return and it will not return void
We shall we lead in peace and go out with joy
And the hills before us will raise their voices
And the trees of the field will clap their hands as the land rejoices
And instead of the thorn now the cypress towers
And instead of the brier the myrtle blooms with a thousand flowers
And it will make a name
Make a name for our God
A sign everlasting will never be cut off
As the earth brings forth sprouts from seed
What is sown in the garden grows into a mighty tree
So the lord plants justice
Justice and praise to rise before the nations until the end of the days
As the rain the snow fall
Down from the sky and they don't return
But they water the earth and they bring forth life
Giving seed to the sower and bread for the hunger
So shall the Word of the Lord be with a sound like thunder
And it will not return and it will not return void
And it will not return and it will not return void
It will not return It will not return void
We shall be lead in peace and go out with joy
And the sower leads us
And the sower leads us
And the sower leads us