The Barren Hills (a song)

 v.1:
When my hands are empty and aching
My dream burned down to ash
God's power is made perfect in weakness
He will use my "yes" at last

chorus:
The barren hills are holy
hearts plowed up with pain
this is the saving moment
I will sow my seed in the rain

v.2:
When I let go my blanket of anger
My comfortable concept of "me"
And stand in the cold of surrender
His power rushes in like the sea

bridge:
I will say to the dirt "you are beautiful"
and what glorious grain you will bear
and all your plowed pain will be bountiful
when the seed is reborn in your care