The Years of the Locust (Remastered x2) by AlorawithDragon Music

Title: The Years of the Locust
Verse 1:
I walked the fields at morning, sowed my hope in furrowed ground,
Dreamed of waving golden harvests, heard the promise in the sound.
But shadows came like thunder—locust wings against the sky,
They stripped my life to nothing, left my hands and heart so dry.
Pre-Chorus:
How did I wander so far from your ways?
My prayers like dust on an empty breeze.
All the years I lost, all the famine and loss—
A consequence I could not appease.
Chorus:
But you restore the years of the locust,
You bring back what was lost and torn.
Where famine reigned, your mercy is the harvest,
You fill my table, my soul reborn.
No more shame, only praise on my tongue—
You restore the years,
The years of the locust, undone.
Verse 2:
With broken heart I turned to you, the Giver and the Guide,
Repentant in my barrenness, I let the tears I’d hidden slide.
The first green shoots came slowly, hope rising from the clay,
You watered all my longing, brought a dawn to endless gray.
Pre-Chorus:
You are the God who keeps every word,
Who meets your people in our need.
You heal what locusts tried to destroy—
You are faithful, yes indeed.
Chorus:
Yes, you restore the years of the locust,
You bring back what was lost and torn.
Where famine reigned, your mercy is the harvest,
You fill my table, my soul reborn.
No more shame, only praise on my tongue—
You restore the years,
The years of the locust, undone.
Verse 3:
What was lost was not the seasons,
But the harvest never grown—
Empty fields and vanished labor,
Dreams abandoned, overthrown.
But God is not restoring days—
He’s renewing what they’d yield,
Turning barren ground to blessing,
And abundance in the field.
What the locust stole was promise,
What the empty years concealed—
Not the time, but all the fruit
Those weary seasons should have healed.
Now I see new dreams returning,
Holy hope in furrowed rows—
God restores my hands for building
Where disappointment only grows.
Chorus:
Yes, you restore the years of the locust,
You bring back what was lost and torn.
Where famine reigned, your mercy is the harvest,
You fill my table, my soul reborn.
No more shame, only praise on my tongue—
You restore the years,
The years of the locust, undone.
Scripture Bridge:
“I will restore to you the years that the locust has eaten—
the great locust and the young locust,
the other locusts and the locust swarm—
my great army that I sent among you.”
(Joel 2:25, NIV)
Bridge (Application Tag):
So if you’re standing in a barren field,
Watching dreams slip through your hands,
Turn your heart back to the Giver—
He can do what no one can.
Plant your hope in His promise,
Water it with trust and prayer,
You’ll see restoration rising
Where you thought there’s nothing there.
Outro:
You restore the years the locusts have eaten,
You call the barren gardens to bloom.
Now I praise the name of the Lord my God—
Restored and made new.
No more shame, only joy in our song—
You restore the years,
The years of the locust,
And lead us home.

[ Artist’s Summary:
“The Years of the Locust” was inspired by the deep sorrow and adversity that can leave us feeling empty and defeated, like a farmer whose fields have been stripped bare. There are seasons in life when disappointment, loss, and regret seem to devour every hope we’ve planted. In those moments, it’s easy to wonder if anything good can grow again.
But the promise of Joel 2:25 is not that God gives us back lost time, or adds days to our lives. Instead, God restores by bringing new harvest—fresh fruitfulness and abundance where there was once only emptiness. His faithfulness turns barren ground into fields of promise. Through repentance and returning to Him, we find forgiveness, hope, and the power to begin again.
I’ve learned that even when the evidence of our labor seems gone, God can fill our lives with new growth, new dreams, and a future overflowing with His goodness. This song is a celebration of His faithfulness: no loss is final, and in Him, every season can end with hope and the promise of a new crop ready to flourish.] [AlorawithDragon Music (C) 2026 All Rights Reserved. ]

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Title: The Years of the Locust Verse 1: I walked the fields at morning, sowed my hope in furrowed ground, Dreamed of waving golden harvests, heard the promise in the sound. But shadows came like thunder—locust wings against the sky, They stripped my life to nothing, left my hands and heart so dry. Pre-Chorus: How did I wander so far from your ways? My prayers like dust on an empty breeze. All the years I lost, all the famine and loss— A consequence I could not appease. Chorus: But you restore the years of the locust, You bring back what was lost and torn. Where famine reigned, your mercy is the harvest, You fill my table, my soul reborn. No more shame, only praise on my tongue— You restore the years, The years of the locust, undone. Verse 2: With broken heart I turned to you, the Giver and the Guide, Repentant in my barrenness, I let the tears I’d hidden slide. The first green shoots came slowly, hope rising from the clay, You watered all my longing, brought a dawn to endless gray. Pre-Chorus: You are the God who keeps every word, Who meets your people in our need. You heal what locusts tried to destroy— You are faithful, yes indeed. Chorus: Yes, you restore the years of the locust, You bring back what was lost and torn. Where famine reigned, your mercy is the harvest, You fill my table, my soul reborn. No more shame, only praise on my tongue— You restore the years, The years of the locust, undone. Verse 3: What was lost was not the seasons, But the harvest never grown— Empty fields and vanished labor, Dreams abandoned, overthrown. But God is not restoring days— He’s renewing what they’d yield, Turning barren ground to blessing, And abundance in the field. What the locust stole was promise, What the empty years concealed— Not the time, but all the fruit Those weary seasons should have healed. Now I see new dreams returning, Holy hope in furrowed rows— God restores my hands for building Where disappointment only grows. Chorus: Yes, you restore the years of the locust, You bring back what was lost and torn. Where famine reigned, your mercy is the harvest, You fill my table, my soul reborn. No more shame, only praise on my tongue— You restore the years, The years of the locust, undone. Scripture Bridge: “I will restore to you the years that the locust has eaten— the great locust and the young locust, the other locusts and the locust swarm— my great army that I sent among you.” (Joel 2:25, NIV) Bridge (Application Tag): So if you’re standing in a barren field, Watching dreams slip through your hands, Turn your heart back to the Giver— He can do what no one can. Plant your hope in His promise, Water it with trust and prayer, You’ll see restoration rising Where you thought there’s nothing there. Outro: You restore the years the locusts have eaten, You call the barren gardens to bloom. Now I praise the name of the Lord my God— Restored and made new. No more shame, only joy in our song— You restore the years, The years of the locust, And lead us home. [ Artist’s Summary: “The Years of the Locust” was inspired by the deep sorrow and adversity that can leave us feeling empty and defeated, like a farmer whose fields have been stripped bare. There are seasons in life when disappointment, loss, and regret seem to devour every hope we’ve planted. In those moments, it’s easy to wonder if anything good can grow again. But the promise of Joel 2:25 is not that God gives us back lost time, or adds days to our lives. Instead, God restores by bringing new harvest—fresh fruitfulness and abundance where there was once only emptiness. His faithfulness turns barren ground into fields of promise. Through repentance and returning to Him, we find forgiveness, hope, and the power to begin again. I’ve learned that even when the evidence of our labor seems gone, God can fill our lives with new growth, new dreams, and a future overflowing with His goodness. This song is a celebration of His faithfulness: no loss is final, and in Him, every season can end with hope and the promise of a new crop ready to flourish.] [AlorawithDragon Music (C) 2026 All Rights Reserved. ]

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