Perfect Timing (Live at the Garden)

Oh Lord I’ve been waiting​

Waiting for the ground to give way​

Give way to the life that’s growing​

Beneath the rock and clay​

How long, will it take me​

To see the plans that I’ve made​

Become the trees with fruit​

The evidence, of prayers that I have prayed

You say don’t rush this​

You’ve got to be patient when you plant a seed​

There’ll be a harvest​

Don’t make that your idol keep your eyes on me​

Your timing is perfect​

Right down to the minute​

Late in bloom or suddenly​

You know when it’s best for me​

So when I am weary​

And aching for what I’ve not seen​

And I’m tempted to rush the hands of time​

To force them to bend to me​

You say don’t worry​

The hustle is so overrated​

I will be content​

With what you have given as my daily bread​

Your timing is perfect​

Right down to the minute​

Late in bloom or suddenly​

You know when it’s best for me

Make me like the sparrow​

Happy to be fed from the hand of God​

Make me like the lilies​

Light and gentle, calm and unafraid​

Content to grow where they stand​

Your timing is perfect​

Right down to the minute​

Late in bloom or suddenly​

You know when it’s best for me​