"The Power of One" By Sheryl Clyde / Thunderbird

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Verse 1
In the hush of a garden, one Man knelt alone,
Sweat like blood on His brow, carrying sins not His own.
They scattered like leaves in the storm's bitter gale,
Eleven left hiding, their courage grown frail.
But He rose from the grave with a whisper of fire,
"Peace be with you, My friends—fear no more the liar."
No crowns on their heads, no thrones to command,
Just fishermen's hands in the dust of the land.
Pre-Chorus
The Pharisees sneered, the Sadducees schemed,
"Silence these fools!" but the Spirit convened.
From Pentecost winds, tongues like flames on their lips,
The weak became weapons, the lowly equipped.
Chorus
Never underestimate the power of one—
One seed in the soil, one spark in the sun.
God sent His Son, flesh and blood for the fall,
Birthing salvation to conquer it all.
From a mustard tree branch to the ends of the earth,
The despised and the foolish proclaim heaven's worth.
You're not too broken, too poor, or too small—
He'll use you, just rise; answer the call!
Verse 2
Through prisons and palaces, trials and chains,
The mighty fell silent, but echoes remain.
A boy with five loaves in a crowd of five thousand,
Fed multitudes hungry, on miracle ground.
The homeless, the prisoner, the unwed and the worn,
The disabled, the elder—by His grace, they're reborn.
No fame, no fortune, no scholar's degree,
Just yielded hearts beating in humble decree.
Pre-Chorus
The proud stand in towers, the wise weave their plans,
But God chooses whispers to shatter their stands.
From David's small stone to the cross on the hill,
One life surrendered bends the world to His will.
Chorus
Never underestimate the power of one—
One seed in the soil, one spark in the sun.
God sent His Son, flesh and blood for the fall,
Birthing salvation to conquer it all.
From a mustard tree branch to the ends of the earth,
The despised and the foolish proclaim heaven's worth.
You're not too broken, too poor, or too small—
He'll use you, just rise; answer the call!
Bridge
Oh, the weak shame the strong, the lowly lift high,
The foolish confound in the blink of an eye.
No matter your station, your scars or your shame,
He calls you commissioned—go shout His great name!
From the shadows you hide, step into the light,
One voice in the darkness can pierce through the night.
The Holy Wind blows, and the fire descends—
You're His mustard seed; let the kingdom extend.
Final Chorus (Builds with Full Band & Choir)
Never underestimate the power of one—
One seed in the soil, one spark in the sun!
God sent His Son, flesh and blood for the fall,
Birthing salvation—now it's your call!
From a mustard tree branch to the ends of the earth,
The despised and the foolish proclaim heaven's worth.
You're not too broken, too poor, or too small—
Rise up, remnant warrior; He's using you all!
Outro (Fade with Acoustic & Whispered Prayer)
One Man changed everything... and He lives in you now.
Go—feed the five thousand. The harvest is how.

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Verse 1 In the hush of a garden, one Man knelt alone, Sweat like blood on His brow, carrying sins not His own. They scattered like leaves in the storm's bitter gale, Eleven left hiding, their courage grown frail. But He rose from the grave with a whisper of fire, "Peace be with you, My friends—fear no more the liar." No crowns on their heads, no thrones to command, Just fishermen's hands in the dust of the land. Pre-Chorus The Pharisees sneered, the Sadducees schemed, "Silence these fools!" but the Spirit convened. From Pentecost winds, tongues like flames on their lips, The weak became weapons, the lowly equipped. Chorus Never underestimate the power of one— One seed in the soil, one spark in the sun. God sent His Son, flesh and blood for the fall, Birthing salvation to conquer it all. From a mustard tree branch to the ends of the earth, The despised and the foolish proclaim heaven's worth. You're not too broken, too poor, or too small— He'll use you, just rise; answer the call! Verse 2 Through prisons and palaces, trials and chains, The mighty fell silent, but echoes remain. A boy with five loaves in a crowd of five thousand, Fed multitudes hungry, on miracle ground. The homeless, the prisoner, the unwed and the worn, The disabled, the elder—by His grace, they're reborn. No fame, no fortune, no scholar's degree, Just yielded hearts beating in humble decree. Pre-Chorus The proud stand in towers, the wise weave their plans, But God chooses whispers to shatter their stands. From David's small stone to the cross on the hill, One life surrendered bends the world to His will. Chorus Never underestimate the power of one— One seed in the soil, one spark in the sun. God sent His Son, flesh and blood for the fall, Birthing salvation to conquer it all. From a mustard tree branch to the ends of the earth, The despised and the foolish proclaim heaven's worth. You're not too broken, too poor, or too small— He'll use you, just rise; answer the call! Bridge Oh, the weak shame the strong, the lowly lift high, The foolish confound in the blink of an eye. No matter your station, your scars or your shame, He calls you commissioned—go shout His great name! From the shadows you hide, step into the light, One voice in the darkness can pierce through the night. The Holy Wind blows, and the fire descends— You're His mustard seed; let the kingdom extend. Final Chorus (Builds with Full Band & Choir) Never underestimate the power of one— One seed in the soil, one spark in the sun! God sent His Son, flesh and blood for the fall, Birthing salvation—now it's your call! From a mustard tree branch to the ends of the earth, The despised and the foolish proclaim heaven's worth. You're not too broken, too poor, or too small— Rise up, remnant warrior; He's using you all! Outro (Fade with Acoustic & Whispered Prayer) One Man changed everything... and He lives in you now. Go—feed the five thousand. The harvest is how.

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