THE COMING OF THE SON
I see the storm clouds rise
Hiding the son from our eyes
And the old north wind blows
Sending a chill do” into our soul
And as the waves upon the sea come crashing down
It seems there’s no hope to be found
Just call out to the one who can calm the sea by just saying peace be still
Sometimes I fear
It seems my God is nowhere near
And though I feel alone
I know I’m feeling wrong by what his word says to me
He tells me I’m in you and your in me
Just how much nearer can I be
Call out to the one who can calm your soul by just saying peace be still
Now look the storm is breaking
And from behind the clouds the son is peaking
And tomorrow’s going to be
Yes tomorrow’s going to be
Be a brighter day
And with the coming of the son
Darkness fades away
And his warmth fills my soul
I will praise his name as all heaven sings
At the coming of the son
mike bishop 9/11/97