The Storm

http://reperiendi.wordpress.com/2010/01/27/storm/
I stood in the midst of the storm tonight
feeling no need for worry or fright
for my Father has made me "water tight."
There is no need to fear rain.
The tempest howled, and shook the trees
threatening to bring the world to its knees
but my Father knows, and my Father sees.
There is no need to fear wind.
The sky flashed brilliant, charging the air,
amazing displays that caused me to stare.
My Father directs the show: when and where.
There is no need to fear lightning.
The heavens cracked open: a thunderous boom;
darkening night closing in, rushing gloom,
but my Savior stands between me and my doom...
There is no body left in the tomb.
There is no need to fear thunder,
and there is no need to fear storms.
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