Praise Storm

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I listen to the tapping rain,

The wind chimes sing along.

It is as if all of my world

Is joining in the song.

 

A song of joy, a song of praise,

A song born in a soul

Once shattered by the path it walked,

But now, redeemed and whole!

 

To many, it’s a stormy night,

But all I hear is praise

That lifts my spirit into joy

And brightens all my days!

 

Psalm 98:4

Make a joyful noise to the Lord, all the earth; break forth into joyous song and sing praises!