Shark gray clouds bollow in an angry sky
And a strange brooding calm settles in
The darkness grows while the storm draws nigh
And the sea swells clamor and spin
Blust'ry seas a churning toss me all around
And my craft strains againts the gale
I take in my sails and secure the dek
Trusting His promise won't fail
There's a storm a coming from the western skies
The mighty torrent rushes across the sea
I will ready my soul for this tempest sqall
And I know Christ anchors me
I know Christ anchors me
The waves are a breaking across the bow
The Wind and the rains have grown strong
The dark of the storm is assailing me now
And the depths of the sea draws me near
It seems like forever the storm rages on
I hear a voice of doubting lament
Thund'rous clouds reach down from the dreary skies
As the storm strains to pull my soul in
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There's a storm a raging all around me it blows
As I raise my prayers to God above
Through the mighty din my Father knows
And He rescues my windswept soul
He rescues my windswept soul
There's a storm a raging all around me it blows
Yet I know God hears my still small voice
I've readied my soul for this tempest squall
And Christ will anchor me still
Christ anchors me still
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