Hymn of Promise by Natalie Sleeth (1985)
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 the last, a victory,
Unrevealed until its season, something God alone can see
We sang this hymn in chapel today—my final chapel service as a student in Drew University Theological School. What a fitting song to sing in this Easter season, but also in this phase of my life. I truly feel like a butterfly emerging from her cocoon ready to soar...
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