"The Olive Tree" Sam Tsui and Casey Breves
An olive tree is growing in a valley
It reaches toward the sky without a word
Its boughs are thin, but strong enough to carry
A tiny little bird
The bird begins exploring its surroundings
The open air, the thrill of flying free
It soars up to the summit of a mountain
To see what it can see
Before returning to
The olive tree
The olive tree
The mountain's frozen solid in the winter
Its evergreens all dressed up white with snow
The sun comes out, the ice begins to splinter
And a river starts to flow
The river winds its way down to the valley
There it breaks into a dozen streams
A little girl discovers one a follows
Where the water leads
It takes her right back to
The olive tree
The olive tree
The olive tree (the olive tree, the olive tree, da da da)
The olive tree (the olive tree, the olive tree, da da da)
The olive tree (the olive tree, the olive tree, da da da)
The olive tree (the olive tree, the olive tree, da da da)
The little girl is climbing in the branches
She takes the silver leaves and makes a crown
Safe beneath the canopy she dances
Spinning 'round and 'round
One day she might want to climb that mountain
See all the things that tiny bird has seen
No matter where the winding river takes her
I will always be (I will always be)
Waiting here beneath
The olive tree
The olive tree
The olive tree (the olive tree, the olive tree)
The olive tree (the olive tree, the olive tree)
An olive tree is growing in a valley
(Psalm 84:1-12 ESV)
"To the choirmaster: according to The Gittith. A Psalm of the Sons of Korah.
How lovely is your dwelling place,
O LORD of hosts!
My soul longs, yes, faints
for the courts of the LORD;
my heart and flesh sing for joy
to the living God.
Even the sparrow finds a home,
and the swallow a nest for herself,
where she may lay her young,
at your altars, O LORD of hosts,
my King and my God.
Blessed are those who dwell in your house,
ever singing your praise! Selah
Blessed are those whose strength is in you,
in whose heart are the highways to Zion.
As they go through the Valley of Baca
they make it a place of springs;
the early rain also covers it with pools.
They go from strength to strength;
each one appears before God in Zion.
O LORD God of hosts, hear my prayer;
give ear, O God of Jacob! Selah
Behold our shield, O God;
look on the face of your anointed!
For a day in your courts is better
than a thousand elsewhere.
I would rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God
than dwell in the tents of wickedness.
For the LORD God is a sun and shield;
the LORD bestows favor and honor.
No good thing does he withhold
from those who walk uprightly.
O LORD of hosts,
blessed is the one who trusts in you!"
