Faith Is The Fruit Of A Seed

In the quiet soil of struggle
Where no sunlight seems to fall
There's a whisper in the silence
Like a promise faint but strong
Every tear that's ever fallen
Every doubt I couldn't shake
Was a rainstorm on the garden
Of the faith You chose to plant

Faith is the fruit of a seed
Planted in the soil of my life
Not just grown on the mountain top
Or in the morning light
Faith is the fruit of a seed
Growing trust when I can't see
Watered in the shadows of night
Grafted into the root, of the olive tree

I thought strength came in the triumph
But You showed me in the fall
That the shaking of the branches
Isn't failure after all
For the winds that shake the branches
Help the roots grow down below
And the wait is not the silence
It's the sound of mercy's flow

Faith is the fruit of a seed
Planted in the soil of my life
Not just grown on the mountain top
Or in the morning light
Faith is the fruit of a seed
Growing trust when I can't see
Watered in the shadows of night
Grafted into the root, of the olive tree

You are faithful through the winters
When my life is bare and dry
Still the seed lies in surrender
Forty years or forty nights

Faith is the fruit of a seed
Planted in the soil of my life
Not just grown on the mountain top
Or in the morning light
Faith is the fruit of a seed
Growing trust when I can't see
Watered in the shadows of night
Grafted into the root, of the olive tree