Coming Storm

Coming storm, through rising dawn
Apprehension in the air
Still my soul, love of God
Consumer of my fear

Prepare the way, dally not
On focused tasks attend
Procrastination flee from me
On You I will depend

In moment now, when time has come
Done what I can do
I let go with praying hands
Faith of trust in You

You know my hope, in what I want
I‟ll pray for one thing more
That I’ll rejoice in what’s to be
My soul you will ensure

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