Perfect Timing

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