| By Faith 1 Kings 19: 11-13 Over the calm ocean The wind blows It scatters the waves, the foam, and the salt The tide rolls Under the moon Like it’s on an undecided path Unforeseen, unforetold It ripples Sending blind signals to the lonely shore The wind picks up Jumps the moon Makes the stars twinkle in the black sky Giving full away Its secretiveness For all the world to see Just as the wind Commands the ocean I hear the voice of God Not as thunder Or as fire But as a whisper in my soul He speaks with love With beauty Sometimes revealing, consoling, guiding I know not From where it comes This Voice that stills the waters, calms the storms By sight or by faith By day or by night I’ll let It guide me through the storms of life |
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