[Verse 1] In the soil of drought, a little seed is sown, With tears in the ground, but we’re not alone. Through the cracks of the earth, green life appears, Hope keeps growing through the waiting years. Empty fields become a garden of grace, Tiny signs of life in a barren place. Though the rain may seem so far away, We keep planting faith, we keep praying today. [Pre-Chorus] Like the rivers waking from their sleep, God remembers every seed we keep. What was buried in the tears we cried Will rise again when He turns the tide. [Chorus] We sow in tears, we reap in joy, God is faithful, He will restore. Deserts turn to gardens, Dry lands bloom again. Every drop becomes a promise, Every seed becomes a song. We sow in tears, we reap in joy— By His grace, we carry on. [Verse 2] Like the Negev when the waters run, Sudden streams beneath the burning sun. Flash floods rushing through the thirsty land, Miracles are moving by the Maker’s hand. Kangkong growing, jute leaves reaching high, Sweet potato vines beneath the open sky. Quiet little witnesses, growing through the stone, Singing that the garden still belongs to God alone. [Pre-Chorus] Every blade of grass becomes a prayer, Every little blossom says He’s there. What looks forgotten, what seems lost, God can raise it at whatever cost. [Chorus] We sow in tears, we reap in joy, God is faithful, He will restore. Deserts turn to gardens, Dry lands bloom again. Every drop becomes a promise, Every seed becomes a song. We sow in tears, we reap in joy— By His grace, we carry on. [Bridge] Desert, tell us what remains, Teach us faith beneath the pain. When the smallest rain falls down, God can turn the dust around. What was lost may rise anew, With a gentler crown and a brighter hue. The Sower walks beside us still, Through every valley, every hill. [Breakdown – Reggae Chant] Sow it! — with the tears we cry. Grow it! — underneath the sky. Trust Him! — when the land is dry. Praise Him! — when the rivers rise! Sow it! — faith upon the ground. Grow it! — let the hope abound. Harvest! — when His mercy comes. Joy! Joy! — when the harvest comes! [Final Chorus] We sow in tears, we reap in joy, God is faithful, He will restore. Deserts turn to gardens, Dry lands bloom again. Every drop becomes a promise, Every seed becomes a song. We sow in tears, we reap in joy— By His grace, we carry on. [Outro] So tend the garden in your hands, Keep your faith upon the land. For every desert, every dawn, By His grace, new life goes on. Deserts turn to gardens... Dry lands bloom again... We sow in tears... We reap in joy... By His grace, we carry on.
