Believe in the seed
Though all seems stark and bare,
Though evil seems to take control,
His love will crush despair.
Believe in realms as yet unseen,
Where life is growing, yet unbirthed,
Is reaching toward the light to be,
A seedling breaking through the earth.
Believe, though all around confess
Their doubts and fears, their many tears.
Believe, though barren earth is dry —
Refreshing rains will drought deny.
Believe in the Son,
Though hidden just for now,
He, like the sun, will soon return,
And make all well somehow.