IN THE STORM
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Thou art the Lord who slept upon the pillow;
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Thou art the Lord who soothed the furious sea.
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What matter beating wind and tossing billow
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If only we are in the boat with Thee?
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Hold us in quiet through the age-long minute
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While Thou art silent, and the wind is shrill:
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Can the boat sink while Thou, dear Lord, art in it?
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Can the heart faint that waiteth on Thy will?
Amy Carmichael
2 comments:
Good words
Living it is the problem
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