When The Clouds
When the clouds meet every raging sea,
The pathway is one of hurt and despair.
I feel His love, shining through me.
It shelters me with arms of care.
When the clouds are ebony, threatening to harm.
Lightening encircling with confusion.
His Grace shields me safe in the stability of His arm.
He allows no interference, no illusion.
When the clouds overcome the warmth of the sun.
My insides shiver with a feverous sweat.
He never leaves any needed job undone.
With His comfort, life has no threat.
When the clouds become too heavy to bear.
His shoulders are so very strong.
Sheltering me with His loving care.
With Him by my side my heart will always carry a song.
When the clouds meet every raging sea,
The pathway is one of hurt and despair.
I feel His love, shining through me.
It shelters me with arms of care.
Dorothy E. Scott
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