Life springs from death
It’s the message of hope
Light from darkness
The beauty of new growth
In a world filled with darkness
That sometimes feels forgotten
We forget where it all started
With a tree, in a garden
When one bite of an apple
Brought humanity’s fall
When selfishness and sin
Built a fiery wall
But the story of the gospels
Isn’t one of death or greed
It’s the story of redemption
And it’s the story of a tree
It took a tree to bring destruction
But evil couldn’t stand
When another tree stood on a hill
To hold His nail-pierced hands
When the sun rose on the hill
Every single thing changed
Nothing in heaven or on earth
Will ever be the same
Because, here’s the thing-
The story isn’t over
The work of the Lord isn’t finished
It’s drawing closer and closer
The gardener is still at work
With gentle, weathered hands
He’s planting little seeds
And bringing up green plants
The water of heaven
Is powerful and sweet
The roots that he is planting
Are stronger than the weeds
When love touches broken hearts
When his power sets us free
We’re building up the garden
With strong, beautiful trees
The world is full of dark, deep soil
But he’s planting seeds of hope
Up from the darkness
The Lord is raising mighty oaks
Take off the crown of thorns, He says
I’ll give you one of leaves
From the ashy ground, life will spring
Chains broken, love set free
Strong and steady, firmly rooted
Ready for storms and flame
Oaks of righteousness rooted firmly
In the power of His name
Planted for the purpose
Of reflecting His glory
Standing high above the noise
To tell a timeless story
A tree brought evil
And changed the course of history
A tree held love
And brought the greatest victory
Now it’s our turn
To stand straight and tall
Be his oaks of righteousness
Show His splendor, meant for all
