TITLE: First Fruits [Intro] Soft acoustic guitar Single piano notes [Verse 1] I planted hope In weary ground And wondered why No rain came down The days moved slow The nights were long Still somehow The roots held on [Verse 2] Beneath the soil Beyond my sight A quiet work Through every night Though I could not See what was growing The hand that planted Kept on sowing [Hook] Every season has a purpose Every waiting has a name The harvest comes To those who stay Through the sunshine Through the rain What was planted Will not be forgotten What was promised Will remain The first fruits rise And testify Nothing faithful is in vain [Instrumental Build] Acoustic guitar Piano Strings begin to swell [Verse 3] The branches bend With something new A living proof The promise grew Not in my time Not by my hand But by a grace I understand [Final Hook] Every season has a purpose Every waiting has a name The harvest comes To those who stay Through the sunshine Through the rain What was planted Will not be forgotten What was promised Will remain The first fruits rise And testify Nothing faithful is in vain [Outro] The first fruits rise The first fruits rise Nothing faithful is in vain
