Like the frost on a rose

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