The Storm
JOHN ANDREW ELLIS
In over my head, I was washed overboard
Adrift on the high seas, far from the nearest shore
I cried to You my God
Even in the storm (The thunder and lightning)
I never was alone (No never alone)
Land, solid dry ground, wreckage surrounding me
Up the beach, there at the fire, silently waiting
Home, this is home
Even in the storm (The thunder and lightning)
I never was alone (No never alone)
I cried out to You my God
And You have brought me home
Even in the storm
The thunder and lightning
I never was alone, no never alone
My hope in the dark (Before You were shining)
You have brought me home (You have brought me home)