Ragin' Storm
(Burkett, Yarbrough, Houseman, Zachary)
Inside I'm bound within this tiny cage
Just as the storm rips at the land
An inner storm rips control from my hand
Even a ragin' storm cleanses the air and feeds the land
Even hell's havoc can be quelled when put it Heaven's hand
Nowhere to turn except to the Lord
I receive my strength from His almighty word
Countless burdens tearing at my soul
Seems this heavy cross I bare is taking it's toll
I'm reminded of another cross so much larger than mine
I remember a Man who died for me then I no longer whine
My load has now been lifted the storm no longer dwells
My Lord has calmed the sea and removed the mighty swells