Pruning (Acoustic)

My soul

Longs to be hidden in You

You are my shelter

My solid ground

My eyes

Opened when I found the truth

You are my father

This is the sound

Sound of you pruning the dead things away

Sound of you planting the seeds in the grave

Growing the garden that hope would take weight

Once again

My life

Given and tethered to You

You are my bearing

You never lead me astray

Yes I’m set in Your way

And my heart

You came to remind my scars

That you are the promise

Come to fulfill

Jesus you’re pruning the dead things away

Jesus you’re planting the seeds in the grave

Growing the garden that hope would take weight

Once again

Jesus you’re calling the dry bones to raise

Trading my shadows for reasons to praise

Growing the garden that hope would take weight

Once again

Oh, hallelujah, hallelujah

You’re not done raising me

You’re not done raising me