I worried about the wild storm,
The flooding on my way,But here I am, back safe at home
At the end of the day.
Lord, I know that the floods may rise,
The winds will whip and blow,
But I trust You to bring me home
Whenever I must go.
So when I need to go, I will,
Despite the rising tide.
For there is no storm I can’t face
Travelling at Your side.
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