2nd Favorite Hymn

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's 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, a victory,

Unrevealed until its season, something God alone can see.

Hymn Of Promise

Methodist Hymnal # 707

Music and words by Natalie Sleeth, 1986


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