I was sure by now,
That 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.
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.
I'll praise You in this storm.
And I will lift my hands
For You are who You are
No matter where I am.
Every tear I've cried
You hold in Your hand.
You 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 cry.
You raised me up again.
My strength is almost gone.
How can I carry on
If I can't find You?
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 this storm.
And I will lift my hands
For You are who You are
No matter where I am.
Every tear I've cried
You hold in Your hand.
You never left my side.
And though my heart is torn
I will praise you in this storm.
by Casting Crowns
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