Sharecropper's Seed

He's never been scared of hard work

So why are his hands trembling

And how could something so small

Be so weighty

On the scales of what could be

This tiny seed has potential

For a better way of life

And how he sows it is crucial

For his little ones, his wife

Chorus

So he prays to the Lord of the harvest

Will you rain down on the least of these

Would you please multiply and divide it

These are my sharecropper seeds

These few Sharecropper seeds

It yielded more, than he'd ever hoped for

Enough to take care of things

'Til the landowner came and said, "I want more"

And gave him less than agreed

Chorus

Bring me my flowers

While I can see them

So that I will know the beauty that they bring, that they bring

These stories told to me from my mother

Of grandpa and them back when

She said, most of the good crops, today that I, was reaping

Were sown in love by them

So I'm praising the Lord of the harvest

For remembering the least of these

And I'm proud of the title I'm wearing

'Cause I am sharecropper seed

God still cares for the least of these

I am the sharecropper's seed