He’s the anchor for my soul
When the storms of doubt arise
He comes in and clears the skies
And my heart He floods with joy
He becomes my breath and wind
When the sea is churning deep
Calms the sky and stills the sea
I soar above on eagle’s wings
Everything I need to survive
All that I could ever need
He supplies abundantly
Until His peace sweeps over me
He is guiding me across
When I just can’t see my way
I will see another day
He will never leave me lost
Through the storm
Across the sea
Above the waves
Safe from the deep
Stills the wind
Billows stay
I will live
Another day
Everything I need to survive
All that I could ever need
He supplies abundantly
Until His peace sweeps over me
Oh Pete, I love this poem.
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I love this. Heartful
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You’re gladly welcome
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