Like a Tree
Help me to be like a tree, Standing tall amidst the storms Arms raised to the sky Reaching for You Like green branches ripe with leaves and fruit. Let my roots grow deep And feed off Your words, To give me strength when flood waters rise; When the winds blow away weak branches and leaves. Help me to be like a tree, Flexible enough to bend with the wind To know when to let my leaves die and fall away But strong enough to stand firm through all storms Roots planted deep in Your love. I can endure all things if I am like a tree.