In the storm when I questioned how
You can love me, a fallen man
You asked if I could comprehend your plan
And I answered with a humble bow
And silence understood by you
That I was chastened, while the storm shook
My very being, I knew your look
Hurt that I did not have faith in you
The one who came to this darkened place
And let yourself be bound to a tree
Tortured, killed, so that we may be free
My Lord, salvation of the human race
And in your own time you whispered true
My storm calmed when your time was due
God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey
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