The Gardener

God, You're the Gardener and Jesus the vine

Come have Your way in the branch of my life

Whatever is growing that doesn't belong, cut it away

Whatever is thriving, rooted and strong, oh, let it stay

For my good, for Your glory

Do what You have to do

Do what You have to do

Make me pure, make me holy

Prune me to bear Your fruit

Do what You have to do

Jesus, You grafted me into Your tree

Through every season You're working in me

Whatever is growing that doesn't belong, cut it away

Whatever is thriving, rooted and strong, oh, let it stay

For my good, for Your glory

Do what You have to do

Do what You have to do

Make me pure, make me holy

Prune me to bear Your fruit

Do what You have to do

Let there be love, and joy, and peace

Let there be patience, kindness, goodness in me

Let there be gentleness and self-control

Bear Your fruit in my life, oh Lord

Whatever You wanna bring it to pass in my heart

For my good, for Your glory

Do what You have to do

Do what You have to do

Make me pure, make me holy

Prune me to bear Your fruit

Do what You have to do

Prune me to bear Your fruit

Do what You have to do