Oooo, Oooo, Oooo
Oooo, Oooo, Oooo


There is a garden, my brother started months ago
Though he prayed for harvest, it now lies over-grown
Cause he shuffled earth, but never sowed a seed

Only his doubts took root, they choked his faith like weeds
But when his nerves were turned he went to face those empty beds
And found the earth had given birth, despite his promises unkept


Oooo, Oooo
Oooo, Oooo


Brother Micah, feed the seeds he'd sown
And he prayed for mercy, for crops he knew would surely grow

But there's no way to hide the shame we plant at night
They may lie dormant, but blooms will always find the light
If there was only justice in this world, he would be alone

With his heart still left in parts that he could never hold
But now I ask you of his bride; friend do you see that rose?
She is the loveliest crop failure he will ever know


We plant, water and worry
But we don't have any control of the harvest itself

But oh, the messiah
He's not like us
His power is endless and he won't break his promise

And there is still a garden, sowed at the foundation
It's wrapped with redemption and spreading it's roots
Bless the storm for the rain, bless the Lord for the proof

That the harvest is soon
And I know that it's true
Cause I've seen the first fruits

We are the first fruits