The Mulberry Tree

Written July 2009

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oh, the mulberry tree spreads her fruit all around,
she feeds hungry birds, and still covers the ground,
she is always abundant, some call her a weed,
Lord, make me more like the mulberry tree..

now the mulberry tree’s long since gone out of style,
you won’t find her fruit in a grocery aisle,
but she clutters the sidewalks and trails with that fruit,
some stop to eat, some complain for their shoes,
+++ a mulberry tree once grew by my house,
+++ as a child, I would stuff purple fruit in my mouth,
+++ there’s some jam in the pantry, but that tree’s been cut down,
+++ that’s 1 fewer mulberry tree in this town..

now the Lord sends the rain on the worst and the best,
on the kind and the cruel, on the broken and blessed,
that Love knows no limits, it’s given for free,
it’s the same Love that gave us the mulberry tree,
+++ a mulberry tree once grew by my house,
+++ I would stand there and stuff stuff purple fruit in my mouth,
+++ there’s some fruit in the freezer, but that tree’s been cut down,
+++ that’s 1 fewer mulberry tree in this town..

now I know I’ve been selfish, my new prayer shall be:
Lord, make me more like the mulberry tree,
Lord, make me more like the mulberry tree…

One comment on “The Mulberry Tree”

  1. Gary Roth

    It was good to see you again. I like the new song. I got to Luke’s a little late, so I missed some – don’t know whether you played this one. I’ve shared info with our youth ministry team. Hope it means we’ll see more of you!

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