Hymn of Promise

In the bulb there is a flower,
In the seed, an apple tree.
In cocoons, a hidden promise;
Butterflies will soon be free;
In the cold and snow of winter

There is a spring that waits to be,
Unrevealed until its season 
Something God alone can see.

There’s a song in every silence
Seeking word and melody,
There’s a dawn in every darkness
Bringing hope to you and me.
From the past will come the future;
What it holds a mystery,
Unrevealed until its season
Something God alone can see.

In our end is our beginning;
In our time infinity;
In our doubt there is believing;
In our life eternity.
In our death a resurrection;
At last the victory,
Unrevealed until its season
Something God alone can see.