When the Storm Passes Over by: ME April 6, 2006
When the storm passes over and the clouds blow by
When the thunder stops rolling and the lightening doesn't light.
I will stand with my maker and I will kneel before his throne.
I will be with my family and I will be forever home.
I will ride a white snowflake and I will taste the purest rain.
I will fly with an eagle and I'll never again feel pain.
I will bathe in the ocean and I will sleep on a cloud.
I will watch over loved ones and I will play my trumpet loud.
I will be ready and I won't be scared, I will ask the Lord's forgiveness and I will know he's always cared.
I will be ready, when the time may come, when the storm passes over I will know where I come from.
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