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
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