There's a season to be held and there's a season to behold
It sure was warm at home, but now I'm thriving in the cold
This back and forth from spring to snow; this thorn inside my flesh
It keeps me stayed on hope whether it's more of you or less
I used to fear the day I'd leave
The loss of time together spent
Now your absence keeps me company
Because I know we'll meet again
When the hills remember green again
I'm recounting all the words we spoke when in the fields of war
My faith was nearly drained of blood, you forced me to endure
It's you pulling me along until I'm pulling you along
And it's a battle won together as the Spirit spurs us on
Through empty nights that make us sing
The desert dark His mercy bends
Into a garden bright with spring
As rain falls on the thirsty glen
Till the hills remember green again
And the watering Word
It will not leave us void
If we're struck down, we're not destroyed
And the storms, I have heard
Are a prelude to green
Then grace brings life to everything
Then grace brings life to everything
Till waters drown in their own tide
When death has nowhere else to hide
And Love completes what He intends:
A holiness that never ends
A unity that will not rend
Where Love is all we comprehend
When the hills remember green again
When the hills remember green again