I see the colors of spring and the world that they bring I see the summer the rivers the lovers they sing And I am at peace I hear the rustle of autumn the bluster of leaves I feel the coolness of winter the waiting the white And I am at peace There is no reason, no reason at all left to fear I'm in the hands of the one who is holding the spheres The planets they turn The stars they still burn He makes all things good I fell the weight of the world but it's light as the air All of the burdens the worries the vanity fair Nothing but mist I stand on the ground that is calling us all into being Everything warmed in the one who is sight for the seen And I am at peace There is no reason, no reason at all left to fear I'm in the hands of the one who is holding the spheres There is no reason, no reason at all left to fear I'm letting go to the mystery holding me here The planets they turn The stars they still burn He makes all things He makes all things good He makes all things He makes all things You make all things good