Riding Out the Storm
Sheets of water wash my face
It's a clean feeling I can't replace
Heaven's way of dispensing grace
while I'm riding out the storm
Flash of light jabs at the dark
Makes shadows deeper than they are
Shows all the things I try to park
while I'm riding out this storm
Not stopping; I'm riding out still
showers of blessing, feeling the fill
while I'm riding out this storm
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It's a clean feeling I can't replace
Heaven's way of dispensing grace
while I'm riding out the storm
Flash of light jabs at the dark
Makes shadows deeper than they are
Shows all the things I try to park
while I'm riding out this storm
Riding outCreek's rising; and the good Lord wills
I'm riding on out
I'm riding out the storm
Finding out
Yes, I'm finding out
What there is to learn
as I'm
Riding out
Still riding out
I'm riding out the storm
Not stopping; I'm riding out still
showers of blessing, feeling the fill
while I'm riding out this storm
Riding out
I'm riding on out
I'm riding out the storm
Finding out
Yes, I'm finding out
What there is to learn
as I'm
Riding out
Still riding out
I'm riding out the storm
This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
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