I will praise you in this storm!!!

I was sure by now, God, that You would have reached down and wiped my 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.

And I'll praise you in this storm and I will lift my hands for You are who You are, no matter where I am and 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 to You and raised me up again. My strength is almost gone. How can I carry on if I can't find You?

I lift my eyes onto the hills where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth!!

Words by Mark Hall/music by Mark Hall and Bernie Herms