The Rainmakers - Dry Dry Land lyrics

A man is not measured by the size of his field But by the point of his choice The grain of his voice The strength of his yield The breadth of his vision The cast of his hand Like you would not believe In a dry dry land Like you would not believe, rain in the desert Like you would not believe, manna from the hand Peace shall grow in a dry dry land Oh, I was a fool I was counting my store I was counting my money instead of my blessings And I'll tell you what's more I begrudged the poor I hated the lazy man Like you would not believe In a dry dry land Like you would not believe, rain in the desert Like you would not believe, manna from the hand Peace shall grow in a dry dry land Well, all we can do is plant the small seed And hope that the miracle, yes, will repeat Rain from above soaking the earth I give you love, you give me drink when I thirst We are being tested We are being asked To make good on our bets and to help with the rest Of the time's hard task And the rain will fall And your faith will stand Like you would not believe In a dry dry land Like you would not believe, rain in the desert Like you would not believe, manna from the hand Peace shall grow in a dry dry land