the sower's song
Singer:andrew peterson
i am furrowed like the field
and i know that to be healed
that i must be broken first
i am aching for the yield
that you will harvest from this hurt
let these branches bear you fruit
at the bright edge of the garden
at the golden edge of dawn
at the glowing edge of spring
when the winter's edge is gone
and i can see the color green
i can hear the sower's song
let these branches bear you fruit
the branch that bears no fruit
as the rain and the snow fall
and they don't return but they water the earth and bring they forth life
so shall the word of the lord be with a sound like thunder
and the trees of the field will clap their hands as the land rejoices
and instead of the thorn now
and instead of the briar the myrtle blooms with a thousand flowers
a sign everlasting that will never be cut off
as the earth brings forth sprouts from the seed
what is sown in the garden grows into a mighty tree
so the lord plants justice
to rise before the nations till the end of days
as the rain and the snow fall
and they don't return but they water the earth and they bring forth life
so shall the word of the lord be with a sound like thunder