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