My flame was extinguished
By raging wind and storm blast
Can I only burn
When clouds are soft and skies are blue?
I should not sayMy faith cannot blossom
Under scorching sun and baked earth
Can I only flourish
When rain is gentle and sunshine is kind?
I should not sayMy spirit grows cold
In autumn’s aging and winter’s bite
Can I only thrive
When springtime frolics and summer gleams?
Then I call this to mind, LordYours is the flame ignited within
Yours is the seed stirred to life
Yours is the breath I inhale
I align my life
According to Your seasons