Storm
A battle lies ahead of me
A storms awaits me
Where is my knight in shining armor?
My heart calls out to him who hears
Is there one to hold me by the hand...
Lonely nights, broken dreams
My smile fades away
The rain pours
The wind blows
My hears quivers
With boldness I reach out
To the one who'll lead me
In the midst of the storm
I felt a hand within mine
I looked up with weary eyes
And saw Him...Jesus
His eyes so powerful
Yet so full of love and passion
Copyright © Grace Valentine | Year Posted 2005
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