Our lives are rarely problem free
Storms will come to you and me.
How will we face the storms that come
At times it will seem just too much
All good things just out of touch.
No matter what you try to do
It seems that you don’t have a clue.
It seems as though you’re lost at sea
Treading water endlessly.
Its then you look from the deep
A hand outstretched that you can keep.
As the Savior reaches out
Your aching heart just wants to shout.
You reach up and grab His hand
He carries you on to dry land.
The Savior opens up your mind
It would seem that you were blind.
You see that he was always there
Making your life much more than fair.
He’ll always be there just for you
Just call out you’ll see it’s true.
Don’t wait too long to call his name
For that you do not want the blame
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