Be Ready For The Harvest

(Verse 1) Everybody wants the blessing, but they don’t want the ground… They want the sunlight on their shoulders, but not the dirt that pulls you down. But I learned the secret in the silence, when nobody saw my hands — It’s not the dream that grows the garden, it’s the labor on the land. (Pre-Chorus) ’Cause faith ain’t passive waiting, It’s the sweat that makes the seed. It’s the courage in the lonely nights When only God can see the deed. (Chorus) I’m ready for the harvest — ’Cause I’ve been sowing with intention. Every tear became my water, Every “no” became correction. I don’t just sit still in the promise, I keep my hands inside the earth. ’Cause the depth of what I’m sowing now Determines what my fields birth. I’m ready… ready for the harvest. (Verse 2) Some think the blessing’s automatic, like it falls without a fight. But soil responds to energy, It knows your heart both day and night. If you plant with fear, you get confusion, If you plant with love, abundance grows. But the farmer with a steadfast spirit Knows the field reflects what the farmer knows. (Pre-Chorus 2) So I dig deeper in my purpose, I keep planting through the storm. ’Cause the seed don’t care about my feelings — It cares about my faith staying warm. (Chorus) I’m ready for the harvest — ’Cause I’ve been sowing with intention. Every tear became my water, Every doubt turned to redemption. I don’t just sit still in the promise, I keep my hands inside the earth. ’Cause the depth of what I’m sowing now Determines what my fields birth. I’m ready… ready for the harvest. (Bridge) Oh, when the wind comes shaking me — I stay rooted, I stay real. ’Cause harvest ain’t a miracle… It’s the covenant of till and toil. And I will not stop sowing, Even when I see the grain. ’Cause a farmer with consistency Never fears a drought again. (Lift / Choir Part) Sow on! Sow on! Even when the promise looks far gone — Sow on! Sow on! Every seed becomes a dawn. Sow on! Sow on! Let your purpose be your song. When the harvest comes, it comes STRONG. (Final Chorus – Full Choir) I’m ready for the harvest — ’Cause I’ve been sowing with intention. Every trial shaped my spirit, Every season brought ascension. I don’t wait still for the promise — I keep working what God gave. And the harvest that is coming now Is the harvest that I made. I’m ready… Ready for the harvest. Still sowing. Always sowing. Forever sowing., godpel.