Isaiah 41:10

The seas are rising in the storm

They’re rough and tossed with foam.
I sometimes wonder if I will
Ever find my way home.
 
The winds batter me as I fly
I cannot flee their force,
But if I let them carry me
Then I’ll be blown off course.
 
Oh Lord, if I did not have You
To hold me in Your hand,
Then I would have no hope at all
Of ever reaching land.
 
But You have promised to hold me,
So I won’t quake in fear.
I’ll call Your name, knowing full well
That You are near, and hear.
 
Isaiah 41:10
So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God.
I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.