Even when the storm is all I see,
I know there is hope promised to me.
I fall into your arms worn out from tears
and you give me peace and safety in place of my fears.
You speak the words I need to hear
and your perfect love casts out all fear.
No matter what this world may bring,
your praises I will forever sing.
Even when I’m so broken I can’t stand,
I rejoice that I can never be snatched from your hand.
When you promised to turn my pain into good,
though I believed you, I wondered how you would.
“You couldn’t control how he hurt you by stealing
your childhood but you control the choices that lead to your healing.
Forgiveness doesn’t mean what he did was okay.
It means not letting your bitterness stay.”
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