The Storms of Life
By Fred
The lightening is surely flashing And indeed the thunder rolls. The rain is pouring down In this storm, my world is cold. The waves in my life are high They now saturate this feeble boat I look to all ends with no help in sight Like a desert, I feel remote. But who is it I see? Is it God? Coming to rescue me from this wilderness I trod? Yes, He has come to save me again. And I am yet amazed but in Him I always win. Written September 27th, 2001 © on Sep 27 2001 01:23 PM PST 0 • 13
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