The skies are now darkened,
thunderous and storming.
Lightning striking,
the storm's inviting,
I'm without any warning.

Rocking me to and fro,
watching as I become sick.
My face becoming green,
The nausea hitting my stomach.

This monster of a storm,
tries to take me in.
Going against the beating rain,
and the roars of the winds.

Set me free,
from these fears.
Set me free,
from these tears.

Offer me out your hand,
as I get off this boat.
Help me with the faith I have,
to keep these feet afloat.

As I lose my footing,
I fall in this savage sea.
All these doubts and worries,
comes to engulf me.

Drowning in my fears,
sinking in these tears,
thinking that no one cares.

The skies are so dark,
the waves rips me apart,
am I food for the shark.

Somebody rescue me,
from this raging sea,
drowning in my misery.
Can anyone set me free!

All my worries and my doubts,
they have been canned.
Peaceful skies once again,
as I take hold of Your hand.