In the dark of the midnight have I oft hid my face,
While the storm howls above me, and there's no hiding place.
'Mid the crash of the thunder,
Precious Lord, hear my cry,
Keep me safe till the storm passes by.
Many times Satan whispered, "There is no need to try,
For there's no end of sorrow, there's no hope by and by"
But I know Thou art with me, and tomorrow I'll rise
Where the storms never darken the skies.
When the long night has ended and the storms come no more,
Let me stand in Thy presence on the bright peaceful shore;
In that land where the tempest, never comes, Lord, may I
Dwell with Thee when the storm passes by.
Chorus Till the storm passes over, till the thunder sounds no more,
Till the clouds roll forever from the sky;
Hold me fast, let me stand in the hollow of Thy hand,
Keep me safe till the storm passes by.
So true about when one door closes another opens. I've been given a second chance at life and happiness. Thank goodness I didn't dwell to long on that closed door!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful mosaic, very colorful.
ReplyDeleteI like that song, too, and your photos complmented the words.
ReplyDeleteA wonderful mosaic for a beautiful hymn.
ReplyDeleteThank you for sharing your beautiful Summer mosaic. Have a great week, Mary
ReplyDeleteI love this song too! Beautiful Mosaic...I love the rain drops on the chimes.
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