Verse 1 A seed so small, buried deep in the ground, Silent beginnings where hope can't be found. No throne of gold, no armies in sight, Just Christ and His Word, the truth and the light. The world looked on and they laughed in disdain, "Nothing will come from this Nazarene's name." But Heaven had spoken before time began— The kingdom was built by the Father's own hand. Pre-Chorus What seems so weak will never fail, God's every promise will prevail. Chorus From a mustard seed to a mighty tree, Growing by the power of God's decree. Every tribe and every tongue, Gathered by the work of God's own Son. No force of hell can stop His reign, His gospel breaks sin's strongest chains. The King is building what He has planned— A mustard seed held in His hand. Verse 2 Twelve ordinary men heard Heaven's call, No wealth, no fame, no strength at all. Yet Spirit-filled they carried the flame, Proclaiming salvation in Jesus' name. Through prisons and trials, through sword and through fire, The church kept rising higher and higher. Not by man's wisdom, not by his might, But by the Spirit, the Lord of Light. Pre-Chorus The gates of hell will never stand; Christ builds His church with nail-scarred hands. Chorus From a mustard seed to a mighty tree, Growing by the power of God's decree. Every tribe and every tongue, Gathered by the work of God's own Son. No force of hell can stop His reign, His gospel breaks sin's strongest chains. The King is building what He has planned— A mustard seed held in the Savior's hand. Bridge He chose His people before time began, Written forever in the Lamb's own plan. Called by grace, awakened to see, Alive in Christ for eternity. He gives the growth, He saves the lost, Every soul purchased at the cross. Faith is His gift, salvation His fame; Forever we'll magnify Jesus' name. Final Chorus From a mustard seed to eternity, Every promise blooms for all to see. Kings may rise and kingdoms fall, But Christ forever reigns above them all. The birds will find their rest at last, Sheltered by His grace that always lasts. The Lamb is worthy, forever He'll stand— The mustard seed became the Great I AM. Outro Small beginnings... eternal King. Humble Savior... everything. The kingdom's growing, all glory be— Forever and ever... Christ is King.
