Caedmon's Call - There is a reason

Late at night I wonder whysometimes I wonder whysometimes Im so tired I dont even tryseems everything around me failsbut I hold on to the promisethat there is a reason Late at night, the darkness makes it hard to seethe history of the saints whove gone in front of methrough famine, plague and disbelief His hand was still upon themcause there is a reasonthere is a reason He makes all things goodhe makes all things goodtheres a time to live and a time to diea time for wonder and to wonder whycause there is a reasonthere is a reason I believe in a God who sent His only sonto walk upon this world and give His life for uswith blood and tears on a long, dark nightwe know that He believedthat there is a reasonthere is a reason For the lonely nightsand broken heartsthe widow's mitein the rich man's handand the continentwhose blood becomes a traitor For the child afraid to close their eyesthe prayers that seem unansweredthere is a reasonthere is a reason