Above the
thunder
above my pain,
beyond my reach
and pouring rain.
At times
it seems
God doesn't listen,
although my eyes
with tear stains glisten.
Rest assured
He hears your prayers,
He is a
God
Who really cares
He wants
to see you
change within,
ride with Him,
be freed from sin.
So by His grace
trust and believe,
in a raging storm
God will not leave.
The soul
whose life
is given to
His Son, The One
who died for you.
J. Christopher White
November 21, 2003
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