The Calm in my Storm

 

I believe in clawing at the stars and wishing they were near

I believe in calling out to the Lord and wishing He was here

 

He is here with me, I know. He is here beside me
I wish they could feel Him too, feel this warmth that's lovely

 

I believe in dancing as I watch my feet plunge through rocks
I believe in feeling the wounds and blood on my socks

I believe in the pain, but I believe He's there
I believe in the storm, but He calms me, I am aware

He lessens the blows and holds my hand

He is here even as I walk on glass in the sand

 

It is not how painful it gets, nor is it about the fear

It has always been about the healing in the end, and the proof that He's near

 

God is there in the air I breathe

He is also there in the times I weep

 

I need Him in the storms as I do in my calm

He is with me through it all, my life in His mighty palm

 

I do not ask for less pain, I ask that He keeps me strong

I ask for the sky and His love where I know I belong

 

He calms me in the faces of hungry lions set to kill me

I trust Him will my all; in Him my soul is free