Master of the Storm
When storm clouds hover near you,
And it seems all hope is lost,
Jesus is the Master of the storm
When on Life’s billows you are tossed.
Be not afraid-He can calm the sea.
He created it and set its boundaries fast.
He can say, “Peace be still,” to the storm.
And when He speaks- It will come to pass.
Copyright © Betty Harp Butler | Year Posted 2017
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