by God’s Doin’ Stuff on This Farm
Performed by Debbie Harper and the Prairie Songbirds
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Verse 1
I don’t know about your farm, but mine’s a holy sight,
Sunrise every morning, just feels a little too bright.
Corn’s growin’ taller than I ever did dream,
And the cows start mooing like they’re part of the team.
I swear the chickens laid golden eggs today,
And the pigs—they’re preachin’, in their own special way.
You can see it in the dirt, you can feel it in the breeze,
God’s doin’ stuff on this farm, I get down on my knees.
Chorus
God’s doin’ stuff on this farm, you bet He’s got a plan,
Turnin’ droughts into rivers, raisin’ crops from this land.
The cows are hummin’ hymns, the chickens clap their wings,
On this farm, God’s got His hands in everything.
Verse 2
The barn ain’t just for hay, it’s more like a cathedral,
With angels in the rafters, and the pastor’s a beagle.
My tractor’s runnin’ smooth, like it’s holy oil inside,
When I plow the field, it’s like Moses partin’ the countryside.
The wheat stands at attention, like soldiers on parade,
And even the ol’ scarecrow is startin’ to get paid.
I know it ain’t luck, it’s more than hard work alone,
God’s doin’ stuff on this farm, looking at my crop from his thrown.
Chorus
God’s doin’ stuff on this farm, just take a look around,
Turnin’ dust into riches, making heaven out of ground.
The sheep are sayin’ grace, the horses nod their heads,
And even the rooster gives thanks before he gets outta bed.
Bridge
When the storms roll in, I don’t even need ta flinch,
I know God’s drivin’ the combine, not lettin’ me swerve an inch.
And when the seasons change, from summer into fall,
God’s doin’ stuff on this farm, and He’s doin’ it all.
Chorus
God’s doin’ stuff on this farm, you bet He’s got a plan,
Turnin’ droughts into rivers, raisin’ crops from this land.
The cows are hummin’ hymns, the chickens clap their wings,
On this farm, God’s got His hands in everything.
Outro
So, I don’t know about your farm, but I’ll tell you this,
With God doin’ stuff, ain’t no blessing I’ll miss.
From the soil to the skies, every critter, every seed,
God’s doin’ stuff on this farm—He’s all the help I need.
God’s Doin’ Stuff on This Farm –Music and Lyrics by Alan Nafzger
