In the Mist Of the Storm
Father, I come before you with my ship being tossed and driven.
Asking that you set me back on course.
I'm in the mist of the storm
Lord, fighting my trials and tribuations,
The devil blocking my path.
I fall to bended knees on my ship.
I come before you Jesus
In the mist of the storm
I see the storm beginning to pass over me,
I see you Father holding out thy hand to me, in the mist of the storm.
Always my guide, my anchor, my protector through life.
I thank you for leading me out of all my dreams.
Standing and seeing come out
In the mist of the storm.