Storms

When lightnings blaze and thunders crash Thy white-hot anger speaks With fury unsurpassed, Resounding, crackling shrieks. I watch in awe as skies are rent, Thy dreadful power is shown; Thy wrath against all those Who hate Thee: God alone. And midst the howling clamor I feel peaceful and secure; Thy awesome power: my shield, My trust in Thee is sure. Thy children need not fear Thy wrath, In Thy sight they are clean— Redeemed through Jesus’ blood; Mid storms they stand serene....