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He Sees...He Hears in the Storm
The brutal wind is becoming as dangerous
as the violent skies,
Who stirred the passion in her eyes?
O crude Fate, wanderer of the sea
Looking to the skies,
O Lord should this thing be?!
I'll throw away my gold...the last!
Please just don't destroy me
for my past
O Lord I love the skies!
I'll accept the lows
and cherish the highs
I repent here at sea
O Lord save me!
The murky water is getting thick
Who sealed my feet with these bricks?!
The water is coming up to my side
I have nowhere to go...nowhere to hide
If a whale for me prepare,
Let him swallow me whole and pray I bear-
But just before the sea overcame my will
I heard a voice say, "Peace, be still!"
copyrights 2007
Robert Anthony James
as the violent skies,
Who stirred the passion in her eyes?
O crude Fate, wanderer of the sea
Looking to the skies,
O Lord should this thing be?!
I'll throw away my gold...the last!
Please just don't destroy me
for my past
O Lord I love the skies!
I'll accept the lows
and cherish the highs
I repent here at sea
O Lord save me!
The murky water is getting thick
Who sealed my feet with these bricks?!
The water is coming up to my side
I have nowhere to go...nowhere to hide
If a whale for me prepare,
Let him swallow me whole and pray I bear-
But just before the sea overcame my will
I heard a voice say, "Peace, be still!"
copyrights 2007
Robert Anthony James
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He Sees...He Hears in the Storm
He Sees...He Hears in the Storm