Seasons
Like the frost on a rose, winter comes for us all
Oh, how nature acquaints us with the nature of patience
Like a seed in the snow, I've been buried to grow
For Your promise is loyal, from seed to sequoia
Though the winter is long, even richer
The harvest it brings
Though my waiting prolongs even greater
Your promise for me like a seed
I believe that my season will come
Lord, I think of Your love like a low winter sun
And as I gaze, I am blinded in the light of Your brightness
And like a fire to the snow, I'm renewed in Your warmth
Melt the ice of this wild soul 'til the barren is beautiful
And though the winter is long, even richer
The harvest it brings
Though my waiting prolongs even greater
Your promise for me like a seed
I believe that my season will come
I can see the promise, I can see the future
You're the God of seasons, I'm just in the winter
If all I know of harvest is that it's worth my patience
Then if You're not done working, God, I'm not done waiting
You can see my promise even in the winter
'Cause You're the God of greatness even in a manger
For all I know of seasons is that You take Your time
You could have saved us in a second, instead, You sent a Child...
Though the winter is long, even richer
The harvest it brings
Though my waiting prolongs even greater
Your promise for me like a seed
I believe that my season will come
And when I finally see my tree
Still, I believe there's a season to come
Like a seed You were sown
For the sake of us all
From Bethlehem's soil
Grew Calvary's sequoia
Oh, how nature acquaints us with the nature of patience
Like a seed in the snow, I've been buried to grow
For Your promise is loyal, from seed to sequoia
Though the winter is long, even richer
The harvest it brings
Though my waiting prolongs even greater
Your promise for me like a seed
I believe that my season will come
Lord, I think of Your love like a low winter sun
And as I gaze, I am blinded in the light of Your brightness
And like a fire to the snow, I'm renewed in Your warmth
Melt the ice of this wild soul 'til the barren is beautiful
And though the winter is long, even richer
The harvest it brings
Though my waiting prolongs even greater
Your promise for me like a seed
I believe that my season will come
I can see the promise, I can see the future
You're the God of seasons, I'm just in the winter
If all I know of harvest is that it's worth my patience
Then if You're not done working, God, I'm not done waiting
You can see my promise even in the winter
'Cause You're the God of greatness even in a manger
For all I know of seasons is that You take Your time
You could have saved us in a second, instead, You sent a Child...
Though the winter is long, even richer
The harvest it brings
Though my waiting prolongs even greater
Your promise for me like a seed
I believe that my season will come
And when I finally see my tree
Still, I believe there's a season to come
Like a seed You were sown
For the sake of us all
From Bethlehem's soil
Grew Calvary's sequoia
Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin William Hastings, Chris Davenport, Ben Tan
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