He's never been scared of hard work
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So why are his hands trembling
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And how could something so small
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Be all so weighty
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On the scales of what could be
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This tiny seed has potential
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For a better way of life
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And how he sows it is crucial
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For his little ones, his wife
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So he prays to the Lord of the harvest
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Would you rain down on the least of these
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Would you please multiply and divide them
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These are my sharecropper seeds
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These are my Sharecropper seeds
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It yielded more, than he'd ever hoped for
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Enough to take care of things
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'Til the landowner came and said, "I want more"
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And gave him less than agreed
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So he cry to the Lord of the harvest
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Please remember the least of these
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Would you shine on my sons, and my daughters
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Cause these are my sharecropper seeds
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These are my Sharecropper seeds
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So Bring me, my flowers
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While I can see them
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So that I will know the beauty that they bring, that they bring
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Stories like these told to me from my mother
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Of my grandpa and them back when
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She said, most of the good crops, today that I, was reaping
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Were sown in love by them
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So I'm praising the Lord of the harvest
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For remembering the least of these
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And I'm proud of the title I'm wearing
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'Cause I am Sharecropper seed.
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Yeah I am the lest of these
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God still cares for the least the sharecropper's seed
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Sharecropper's Seed
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Nicole C. Mullen |