Sharecropper's Seed

He's never been scared of hard work So why are his hands trembling And how could something so small Be so weighty On the scales of what could be This tiny seed has potential For a better way of life And how he sows it is crucial For his little ones, his wife Chorus So he prays to the Lord of the harvest Will you rain down on the least of these Would you please multiply and divide it These are my sharecropper seeds These few Sharecropper seeds It yielded more, than he'd ever hoped for Enough to take care of things 'Til the landowner came and said, "I want more" And gave him less than agreed Chorus Bring me my flowers While I can see them So that I will know the beauty that they bring, that they bring These stories told to me from my mother Of grandpa and them back when She said, most of the good crops, today that I, was reaping Were sown in love by them So I'm praising the Lord of the harvest For remembering the least of these And I'm proud of the title I'm wearing 'Cause I am sharecropper seed God still cares for the least of these I am the sharecropper's seed