A farmer works his promised land Despite of what the weather man says He gets up at five and works til nine It takes a month to plant the seed He works the earth beneath his feet He longs for rain and harvest days He wakes the damage is done The storm he feared had finally come Sometimes the fields we love Are sown through seeds of sorrow As I tried to write this song I thought about the road I'm on As the bus rolls on, we pass his farm Many miles and endless days We work so hard but still things Don't seem to go our way It tests my faith Although we may never know why I will always trust in You Sometimes the fields we love Are sown through seeds of sorrow Seeds of sorrow, seasons of pain Somewhere between faith and hope I wait I wait for You You know sometimes it makes me smile When I look back at all of the trials You brought me through, do You smile, too? And in the end the autumn days Will yield the crops with seeds You've laid Oh, the harvest came in Your time Now winter days have come The Lord has shown me how to trust This year I've learned how love can be Sown through seeds of sorrow