He's Carrying Me!

He's Carrying Me!

The thunders roar, the winds blow;  

there’s no solace for my soul

I cry in my torment, Lord, deliver

and make me whole

I think like Job, question my plight,

and ever ask why

But the storm drags on, with an abundance

of tears I try to hide

The waters overflow, overtake, and

destroy my land

I stand and watch, looking to heaven,

for a saving hand

Then, in the midst of the night, I feel

a presence; it’s coming ever near

I shudder and strain, but the light is

bright and dispels all fear

It’s the voice, the whisper, the shadow

of my Lord I see

He’s come to say I’m not alone;

He’s carrying me.

                                                                                                                                                                  
                                                                                                                                                                                    By Sheryl Fowler

                                                       (Visit promiselandchurch.net and theexperience238.com.
                                                  PromiseLand Church, Austin, Texas, Pastor Kenneth Phillips)