Through the seasons of my soul
I am certain You control it all
Your hand is on me
Through the winter through the fall
Through the summer through it all I see
Your hand is on me

You uphold and maintain my lot
You call things forth though mature they are not
You evaluate things so different
Though I fall a thousand times
I’ll get back up every time
For You delight in mercy and forgiveness
Of all the races I have run
I’ve come to see that I’ve already won
Cause Your kind hand is upon me

Through the laughter through the pain
I am certain that You stay the same
Your hand is on me
Through the courage through the fear
Through the questions through the tears I
see
Your hand is on me