Seasons of suffering
Dear God, will they ever end?
Seasons of suffering
Bringing me to my wits end
Seasons of suffering
Teaching me heartfelt obedience
To live in the realm of the Spirit
Seasons of suffering
Until I embrace and hear it
Seasons of suffering
Grinding down my motives
Seasons of suffering
Persistent like a locomotive
Seasons of suffering
Continually coming
Although I be running
Sometimes in anger cursing
Always hating and resisting
Such perilous times and measures
Yet within my heart is a treasure
A far greater weight of God's glory
Therefore He applies divine pressure
To change my wayward character
To rewrite my pitiful life story
To add integrity when I don't care
To give me peace deep within
When I want to pull out my hair
To calm my nerves, silence the storms
Help a heart that is worn and forlorn
To uplift my spirit when I feel like a worm
To encourage my heart when I wish to depart
To comfort my soul and make me whole
To restore to me what the devil has stole
Seasons of suffering not always as they seem
For in actuality God is good when He seems mean
Nevertheless when you learn the life lessons
He's endeavoring to instruct and teach
In the end you shall rejoice and be complete.
Therefore surrender to your heavenly Father
Your distant heart, dirty hands, and frail feet.
When you begin and live in the Lord God Almighty
Truly you can't be beat as He breaks cycles of defeat.