Waiting for Spring
... I can see the promise I can see the future You’re the God of seasons I’m just in the winter ....
Waiting for Spring 30” x 30” x 1.75”
Seasons (Hillsong) Words and Music by Chris Davenport, Benjamin Hastings & Ben Tan
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 I know 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 the low winter sun As I gaze I am blinded In the light of Your brightness Like a fire to the snow I’m renewed in Your warmth Melt the ice of this wild soul Till the barren is beautiful
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 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