There Is a Reason

late at night I wonder why sometimes I wonder why sometimes I’m so tired I don’t even try seems everything around me fails but I hold on to the promise that there is a reason late at night, the darkness makes it hard to see the history of the saints who’ve gone in front of me through famine, plague and disbelief His hand was still upon them cause there is a reason there is a reason He makes all things good He makes all things good there’s a time to live and a time to die a time for wonder and to wonder why cause there is a reason there is a reason i believe in a God who sent His only son to walk upon this world and give His life for us with blood and tears on a long, dark night we know that He believed that there is a reason there is a reason for the lonely nights and broken hearts the widow's mite in the rich man's hand and the continent whose blood becomes a traitor for the child afraid to close their eyes the prayers that seem unanswered there is a reason there is a reason