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 Storms
 
 
 
When you pass through the waters, I will be with you;and through the rivers, they will not wash you away:
 when you walk through the fire, you will not be burned
 neither will the flame kindle upon you.  Isaiah 43:2
 
 I love to hear the pounding rain,
 When lightning splits the sky,
 And hear the rumbling thunder,
 Then watch the storm pass by.
 
 Life is sometimes like a thunderstorm,
 When our tears, like rain, fall down;
 Thunder seems to shake our world
 Lightning flashes all around.
 
 Storms happen to each one of us,
 That's why we need God's grace;
 Our faith in God can carry us
 Through every storm we'll ever face.
 
 God said He'd never leave us,
 We'll not go through the storms alone;
 Oh, what a blessed promise!
 The greatest peace I've known!
 
 The storms in life will always pass,
 To leave a bright and shining morn;
 And to appreciate the sunshine,
 We have to go through the storm.
 
 
 
 © 2005 by Kathryn Brandon; all rights reserved.
 This poem is my original work, and may not be
 used in any manner without consent. Thank you.
 
 
 
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