Nancy Allen (Christian Musician) - Hymn of promise

^DIn the bulb there is a flower; in the ^Emseed, an apple tree; In coc^Dmaj7oons, a hidden promise: butterf^Dlies will soon be free! In the ^Gcold and snow of w^Dinter there’s a ^Gspring that waits to be, Unrevealed until its s^Deason, something ^EmGod ^Aalone can ^Dsee.

^DThere’s a song in every silence, seek^Eming word and melody; There’s a d^Dmaj7awn in every darkness, bri^Dnging hope to you and me. From the p^Gast will come the ^Dfuture; what it ^Gholds, a mystery, Unrevealed until its s^Deason, something ^EmGod ^Aalone can ^Dsee.

^DIn our end is our beginning; in our ^Emtime, infinity; In our d^Dmaj7oubt there is believing; i^Dn our life, eternity, In our ^Gdeath, a resur^Drection; at the ^Glast, a victory, Unrevealed until its s^Deason, something ^EmGod a^Alone can ^Dsee.