Mustard Tree

People always talk of the mustard seed
But I have yet to see the mustard tree
Where are all the birds
To perch upon it’s branches?
I’ve planted it deep, kept it from weeds
And tended to its needs
So, how long does it take a tree to grow?
And how much water can one seed hold?
I’m trying to be
Sure of what I hope for
And certain of the things
I simply cannot see
I’m trying to be
Sure of what I hope for
And certain of the things
I simply cannot see
Oh Jesus, I believe
Help my unbelief
These cold prison walls shackled to his hands
Those God given visions still vibrant in his head
Oh, I’m sure those dirty rats
Tried to eat up Joseph’s dream
But he guarded the seed, a harvest to reap
And waited for the king
So, how long does it take a tree to grow?
And how much water can one seed hold?
I’m trying to be
Sure of what I hope for
And certain of the things
I simply cannot see
I’m trying to be
Sure of what I hope for
And certain of the things
I simply cannot see
Oh, Jesus, I believe
Help my unbelief
Oh, help my unbelief
Oh, help my unbelief
So if you say a tree will grow
From this simple seed, I know
You’ll keep your word, you always do
I know that you’ll see it through