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Through the Storm by brian © 1999 I came against a bitter storm while on life's road I trod So I reached into the air to grab the hand of God But His fingers were too big and I could not take hold So I slumped down on my knees as stormy winds blew cold But as I knelt in my weak state the hand of God came down Then He led me through the storm that had driven me to the ground After leading me in love through that storm so cold He said, "you're grip would never last, it's My hand that must take hold So on my knees I bow my head when stormy winds do blow Until by faith I see His hand take hold down here below |
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