"I was sure by now, God you would have reached down and wiped our tears away - stepped in and saved the day. But once again, I say “Amen”, and it’s still raining...
And as the thunder rolls, I barely hear Your whisper through the rain, “I’m with you”
And as Your mercy falls, I raise my hands and praise the God who gives - and takes away... And I’ll praise You in this storm! And I will lift my hands. For You are who You are, no matter where I am. And every tear I’ve cried, You hold in Your hands. You've never left my side, and though my heart is torn... I will praise You in this storm
I remember when I stumbled in the wind - You heard my crying, and raised me up again. My strength is almost gone! How can I carry on, if I can’t find You?
As the thunder rolls, I barely hear You whisper through the rain, “I’m with you” And as Your mercy falls, I raise my hands and praise the God who gives - and takes away.
And I'll praise You in this storm! And I will lift my hands, for You are Who You are - no matter where I am! And every tear I cry, You hold in Your hands. You've never left my side, and though my heart is torn, I'll praise You in this storm.
I lift my eyes unto the hills. Where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord - The Maker of Heaven and Earth!
I'll praise You in the storm! And I will lift my hands. For You are Who You are - no matter where I am! And every tear I cry, You hold in Your hand - You've never left my side,
And as the thunder rolls, I barely hear Your whisper through the rain, “I’m with you”
And as Your mercy falls, I raise my hands and praise the God who gives - and takes away... And I’ll praise You in this storm! And I will lift my hands. For You are who You are, no matter where I am. And every tear I’ve cried, You hold in Your hands. You've never left my side, and though my heart is torn... I will praise You in this storm
I remember when I stumbled in the wind - You heard my crying, and raised me up again. My strength is almost gone! How can I carry on, if I can’t find You?
As the thunder rolls, I barely hear You whisper through the rain, “I’m with you” And as Your mercy falls, I raise my hands and praise the God who gives - and takes away.
And I'll praise You in this storm! And I will lift my hands, for You are Who You are - no matter where I am! And every tear I cry, You hold in Your hands. You've never left my side, and though my heart is torn, I'll praise You in this storm.
I lift my eyes unto the hills. Where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord - The Maker of Heaven and Earth!
I'll praise You in the storm! And I will lift my hands. For You are Who You are - no matter where I am! And every tear I cry, You hold in Your hand - You've never left my side,
and though my heart is torn,
I will praise You in the storm!"
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