HOPE IN THE STORM
Rising up again facing a brand new day,
Ready to go forth, not sure of my stay.
The rain has begun to pour, the future seems so drear,
I bow my heart and knee to God for He is always near.
At times the rain is heavy, weighing deeply on my heart,
Drowning me within trying to pull me apart.
In the midst of the storm, I seek for God who is my passion,
He then rains down on me His endless joy and compassion.
The storm is for the small and also for the great,
It plunders upon the path of the narrow and the path of the straight.
Storms come and go but one thing I know is true,
No matter how hard the storm may become, O God my hope is You!
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