Sharecropper's Seed

He's never been scared of hard work

So why are his hands trembling

And how could something so small

Be all 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

So he prays to the Lord of the harvest

Would you rain down on the least of these

Would you please multiply and divide them

These are my sharecropper seeds

These are my 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

So he cry to the Lord of the harvest

Please remember the least of these

Would you shine on my sons, and my daughters

Cause these are my sharecropper seeds

These are my Sharecropper seeds

So Bring me, my flowers

While I can see them

So that I will know the beauty that they bring, that they bring

Stories like these told to me from my mother

Of my 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.

Yeah I am the lest of these

God still cares for the least the sharecropper's seed