Oh Lord, this burden seems too
much to bear seems the enemy's always
knocking on my door. Please calm the raging
storm that brews within, for I do not know
that I can take much more.
My heart is heavy with the
load I must carry, tears of sorrow are
streaming down my face. Come and dry my tears
and soothe my fears as I wait for you, here
in this secret place.
Gently, you remind me of
all my prayers, lifting me up, holding me
close as I cry. "My child, I've not left you
for you see, it's through the trials, my
answers I apply."
Lord, help me not to look
at my circumstances, ever gazing up, I want
to keep my eyes on thee, put aside my fears,
attend unto your loving face, walking
steadily onward to you upon stormy seas.
For me, you have a plan
and your ways are best, for Lord, you are all
knowing and ever wise. I would always know
that all is under control, if only I could
see things through your eyes.
Without your grace, I know
I'd surely die. Through the storm, you have
been carrying me. In your unfailing love, my
spirit's lifted high, By your strength, I'm
much more then I could be.
Lifting my hands in
praise, I see the sun appear, casting it's
golden hues on storm tossed seas. Clearer I
can see, you are leading me through thank
you Jesus for it's like you, I long to
be.
©TinasHeart 11/14/04
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