The Tempest Of The Lord
The tempest rages sudden,
Cruel winds prevail strong,
lightning spears the sky,
The night seems dark and long.
The storm crashes down upon them,
Pounding waves overflow,
thoughts of mercy fade away
To fear, and anguish below.
Mounting high to heaven … then
To the depths, plunging
Troubled souls melting, at wits’ end,
No refuge to be found.
But then out from distressed hearts,
Comes a wretched, ragged
The storm calms down, the waves are still,
The Lord of hosts draws
Chastening, then conviction,
Turning away from sin,
Restored to God again.
Peace floods the trembling soul,
The haven is in sight,
pierces through the clouds,
And scatters darkest night.
Bless the Lord for His goodness,
Exalt Him for His grace,
thanks ye children of men,
Oh give Him love and praise.
August 11th, 2000
Jerry (Gerald) Bouey
Matthew 8:23-27 And when He was entered into a ship, His
disciples followed Him. And, behold, there arose a great tempest in the sea,
insomuch that the ship was covered with the waves: but He was asleep. And His
disciples came to Him, and awoke Him, saying, Lord, save us: we perish. And He
saith unto them, Why are ye fearful, O ye of little faith? Then He arose, and
rebuked the winds and the sea; and there was a great calm. But the men
marvelled, saying, What manner of man is this, that even the winds and the sea
Read also Jonah 1-2