All Times Are His Seasons

Lyrics

God made the sun and the moon To distinguish the day from the night And we must endure the darkness To find the morning light But God is ever shining In the darkness of our lives And if only we would hear Him We would realize All times are His seasons The fruit of His hand His mercies lie waiting In the Son of Man God never gave us a time To distinguish His seasons of grace And heaven is always watching For the ones who seek His face He doesn't say, "Wait 'til tomorrow" Or "You should havе been here beforе" The Father is waiting to see you Open the door All times are His seasons The fruit of His hand His mercies lie waiting In the Son of Man In the Son of Man God doesn't call us in vain Or hold back His gifts for a few And today if you will hear Him Then He will hear you, too He doesn't say, "Wait 'til tomorrow" Or "You should have been here before" The Father is waiting to see you Open the door All times are His seasons The fruit of His hand His mercies lie waiting In the Son of Man All times are His seasons The fruit of His hand His mercies lie waiting In the Son of Man In the Son of Man