For everything there is a reason

And my prison just became my pulpit

For everything there is a season

But I just don’t how I’ll get through it

I keep running from what you called me to

I thought that I could get away

But I couldn’t go anywhere

Where you weren’t always in my way

You kept calling me out

Of what I was going through

You kept calling me out

When I thought I was through

Sometimes all my tears

Seemed to come from pain

But you gave me joy

Despite all the rain

You gave me your love

Your hope is my reality

Although the bad times comes

It’s not such a tragedy

I have this joy

So I can persevere

I have this praise

I know that you are near

I don’t have the anecdote

I just know you said its so

I thought that everything was out to get me

But in the end it built me and it helped me grow

And when there’s someone

Who Comes along to cope

I’ll have an answer

To defend my hope

…It’s You