Besides winter summer spring and fall 
The Bible names them all 
A time to dance, a time to weep 
A time to wake, a time to sleep 
The world is cruel but God is kind 
What of him herein we find 
Is worth the other, all the pain 
That comes to each and every man 
Every life has bitterness, 
Sometimes a silent hidden thing 
Every mind has its wilderness 
But faith can help the wounded sing 
And love can light an empty sky. 
Though all must mourn and all men die