When the storms of life surround you
and the clouds block out the sun,
Things don't make sense around you
it seems you're the only one.
The hurts and worries rumble
like thunder in your head,
The pain feels so intense
it seems you're close to dead.
Then cry out to the Master
Who calms the stormy seas,
And let Him lift the burdens that you carry.
He has borne your sickness
when He died upon the tree.
He will give you strength to walk
and fill your heart with peace.
Come unto the great Life-Giver,
Repairer of the broken.
Come and rest in God your Savior
King of all the universe!
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