FruitOnTheTree

Verse 1 Blessed is the man who does not walk With ungodly hearts that drift and talk He meditates on God’s own truth Day and night, in holy proof He’s like a tree by flowing streams Roots in mercy, lifted dreams Bearing fruit in proper time Leaves stay strong, his works still shine Chorus We are trees by living water Not here just to look alive Green leaves mean nothing If no fruit arrives We were made for more than beauty More than standing tall in place We were made to feed the hungry With the fruit of God’s own grace Verse 2 Oh tree, where is your fruit today? You stand in green but fade away All your strength went into show But gave no life to those below A righteous tree will bear its load Even walking poverty’s road This is not a promise of gold It’s a promise of purpose bold What tree eats its own reward? Fruit is given, not stored It’s for the ones who come in need It’s how God multiplies the seed Chorus We are trees by living water Not here just to look alive Green leaves mean nothing If no fruit arrives We were made for more than beauty More than standing tall in place We were made to feed the hungry With the fruit of God’s own grace Bridge (Fig Tree) Christ saw a fig tree reaching high Leaves to heaven, wide and bright He drew near, expecting life But found no fruit beneath the light Cursed be you, barren display By morning sun you faded away Not judged by season or by time But for pretending life was fine Verse 3 David said the righteous stand Bearing fruit by God’s own hand Even hardship cannot erase The mission written on your face Is fruit wealth for oneself, Let us learn with a question, What tree eats its own reward? Fruit is given, not stored The wicked rise in fleeting ways But righteous roots outlast their days God will prune them, God will break Every branch for harvest’s sake It may hurt, it may cost It may feel like you are lost But every cut prepares the ground For greater fruit to come around Final Chorus (bigger) We are trees by living water Called to love and called to give Not just standing in the sunshine But showing why we live Prune me, Lord, however You choose Strip away what blocks Your view Let my life be fruit for others Let Your kingdom flow right through Outro Teach me, Lord, to walk Your ways Grow Your harvest through my days Let my life, in joy or pain Bear Your fruit again, again