Awakening Storm

My heart is tangled My breath is worn I can see the coming storm My thoughts are shallow My mind is thin There’s the howling wing My soul is growing weak My eyes are looking old How to survive the threatening cold I feel my days are numbered My life so full of sin I’m looking for a sign that soon marks the end I’m hoping for a light Some way to guide me through All of the sudden I come to meet You I pray in the morn I pray in the night Yet I still have to battle the everlasting fight Will I hear Your voice Something comforting Are the questions now as You begin to sing I am not promised it will end The pain, the suffer, the sorrow I am promised that You’ll lead to a better tomorrow The storm keeps rolling in The rain begins to fall The only difference now is I see You through it all Bruises, cuts, and burns The ache, the break, the need I look toward You, for You are my lead The rain will wash through But every time I see it I’ll always meet You