As a whisper in the wind my heart calls out in the dark and stormy night ever so meekly and ever so weakly a voice rings out in the dark of night amongst the crashing waves and the shrieking wind. A boy who in the storms of his heart with a slimmer of hope calls out to the savior who is waiting on the crashing waters in the middle of the storm but he sees him not and wallows in his pain.
barraged by doubt he questions his worth and he doubts himself he attempts to stand in the waves of the devils voice but continues to fall down, the storm is stirring and the storm is luring and while his heart is still burning the enemies words are flurring. Nearly shattered from all that has been battered a voice begins to sound it begins as a small whisper difficult to hear for the storm is loud and fierce but as he tries to listen more carefully the voice becomes more transparent, it whispers his name with gentle care and a warmth begins to fill the air the winds are stilled and the waves are silent. Who is this who commands the winds and the waves and silents the storms of the heart? He is the who when I called who's there and is the one who appears in despair he breaks my chains and frees my doubt and he is the one who showed me what is love is truly about.
As I stand with him with a joyous shout I no longer am shackled by my fear and doubt as the clouds of the storm clear and the pain is done I see the sun rise in the horizon hand to hand we walk to the future heart to heart with he the great I am
barraged by doubt he questions his worth and he doubts himself he attempts to stand in the waves of the devils voice but continues to fall down, the storm is stirring and the storm is luring and while his heart is still burning the enemies words are flurring. Nearly shattered from all that has been battered a voice begins to sound it begins as a small whisper difficult to hear for the storm is loud and fierce but as he tries to listen more carefully the voice becomes more transparent, it whispers his name with gentle care and a warmth begins to fill the air the winds are stilled and the waves are silent. Who is this who commands the winds and the waves and silents the storms of the heart? He is the who when I called who's there and is the one who appears in despair he breaks my chains and frees my doubt and he is the one who showed me what is love is truly about.
As I stand with him with a joyous shout I no longer am shackled by my fear and doubt as the clouds of the storm clear and the pain is done I see the sun rise in the horizon hand to hand we walk to the future heart to heart with he the great I am