So here it is...
When the storm is more than I can take,
And my trembling heart's about to brake,
I have little choice but to run to You,
And trust that You will see me through,
This deep and growing, overwhelming pain,
Knowing You'll take me through again.
To a place where light is all I see,
And Your peace it it surrounding me.
Where joy, it falls like a gentle rain,
With Your love it hums a sweeter strain,
Than man could ever dare to sing,
And angels find it a curious thing.
They watch us and see Your might pow'r,
As it works and comforts in my darkest hour,
Caring and guiding and leading me on,
And giving my weeping heart a song.
Never alone I shall ever stand,
In Your gentle, strong, and bountiful hand.
