Plant, Praise, And Pray

 

The light is hiding behind clouds
Who grumble in the sky.
A distant whistle can be heard
As the train passes by.
 
A country home, a simple life,
Enough to make it through,
And all of this they have because
They’ve placed their faith in You.
 
We plant, we water, but You grow.
It’s always been that way.
We work at what we can do here,
Then bow our head and pray.
 
You bring the sunshine and the rain,
Only You can do so.
We clear the weeds and guard the crops,
But they need You to grow.
 
It is the same way with Your church.
We plant Your Word each day,
But the harvest relies on You,
We plant, we praise, and pray.
 
1 Corinthians 3:7
So, neither he who plants nor he who waters is anything, but only God who gives the growth.
 
Psalm 67:6   
The earth has yielded its increase; God, our God, shall bless us.