Planted deep beneath the earth, br hidden and out of sight. br In my turmoil, I need to birth, br and push towards the light. br br Now just a tiny seed, br I do the light need. br In the womb of the earth, br my stature begins to grow. br A strength within begins to well. br By this I burst forth and begin to swell. br br IT is so dark but warm down here. br Out of my husk I do break forth. br My vision is toward the North. br Through the earth I do push. br In my struggle there is a hush. br br Tis my season to grow strong. br By God's Hand, I know He will help me along. br For I know what I will be... br not a vine, nor a stalk, but a mighty tree. br br I can hear creation call, O nature. br That I into a mighty stature may mature. br Out ot the shadowy depths... br I break free, br to become that mighty tree...