A Tempest Tossed Rage
A tempest tossed rage, a river of anger,
fueled by cruel haste, despitefully using,
losing my hope, as so it seems.
A tempest misplaced, emotions confusing,
where do I turn?, and where do I go?,
thier is no shelter, anywhere in sight.
A tempest engulfed, with a love so deep,
overcoming sins doubt, that's rendered useless,
turning to Jesus, my shelter I find.
A tempest no more, not yet out of sight,
searching inland, in a heart that's true,
following Jesus, down a path lit bright.
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