Let Him Feast

(humm-mm) Every seed is in the soil

Every drop of rain is planned

He laid out the perfect pattern

With His own almighty hand

You don't have to rush the morning

You don't have to force the spring

Just rest within the promise

And listen to Him sing

God provides the ingredients

So let Him

cook the feast

(ooh yeah)

From the greatest to the least

He is building up your life

Sometimes the heat is rising

And the fire feels too intense

But He's blending every detail Making perfect,

holy sense (yeah-eah) You don't have to rush the morning

You don't have to force the spring

Just rest within the promise

And listen to Him sing

God provides the ingredients

So

let Him cook the feast (let Him cook,

yeah) From the greatest to the least He is building up your

life

(He is cooking up

something beautiful)

(oh, let Him do His work)