When sorrow cuts deeper than words can express,
When everything weighs on my soul in distress,
When all that I am cries for someone to hear,
But I find I’m alone once again with my tears,
Still I know in the core of the darkness within
There is One who yet loves me and keeps me with Him.
There are so many times I give in to my doubt,
When I can’t see the light from within or without,
Yet truth must prevail, so I stand up again,
Rememb’ring He loves me in spite of my sin,
For beneath all the noise of the hurricane’s roar,
His voice rumbles through me in solid support.
For I’ve built upon Christ the foundational stone.
No storm can prevail for I know and am known
By the One who created the winds and the waves,
Who says, “Peace, be still,” as He reaches to save.
I still struggle to trust that His promise is true—
That the work He began, He’s yet going to do—
But my God keeps faith when I stumble and fall.
I may weep through the night, but then Joy comes to call.

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