The Eye Of The Storm
Lord, as I look around it's as if I have nowhere to go.
Everywhere I look are troubles,
Troubles burning within my soul.
Troubles producing troubles until troubles are all I can see.
I feel so consumed, Utterly devoured, absorbed completely.
My soul has been battered upon life's stormy shores.
I know You're my Shelter Lord, I know where I can go.
But my life's a tangled mess of struggles and strife
A Potpourri of problems; They're consuming my life.
Lord, drench my troubles with showers of Your love,
Cleansing and cleaning me from heaven above.
Give me inner peace, tranquility and serenity.
Lord, You said I could call and you would give me perfect rest.
Let me crawl upon your lap and lay my head upon Your chest.
Hold me tightly and tenderly in Your loving arms.
Carry me to the eye of my storms.
Let me close eyes in perfect sleep.
For I know that You will always keep me.
Thank you Lord for Your promises to me.
Thank you Lord for keeping them and loving me.
Yes, Thank You Lord, for Loving me.
� Darlene Johnson Clark
Used With Permission