Though raging billows roll
And winds are contrary
Fear need not fill us with dismay -
The Lord is in control,
Should iron pierce your soul
Or catch you in its gin
Help is at hand, and Hope within -
The Lord is in control.
Should your boat nudge a shoal
Or shudder in a squall
Trust in the One who made them all -
The Lord is in control.
And winds are contrary
Fear need not fill us with dismay -
The Lord is in control,
Should iron pierce your soul
Or catch you in its gin
Help is at hand, and Hope within -
The Lord is in control.
Should your boat nudge a shoal
Or shudder in a squall
Trust in the One who made them all -
The Lord is in control.
Encouraged with the striking words, Lord is under Control, not the angels. Leonard
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