Though the storms of life are pressing in regardless of any truth or sin. The rains come and the wind blows, but you oh Lord are faithful.
Broken hearts lay shattered there, it seems that no one will ever care. The tears and weeping last all night, but joy comes in the morning
Disappointment creeps in to the soul. Turning the heart black like coal. Eyes are clouded with the pain, but your love endures forever.
Your truth rushes in to the hidden den into which I have been buried. Your hands outstretched, your arms open wide, You will never leave me.