As storm clouds gather,
In Jesus I put my trust;
I know I can count on Him,
To settle all of the dust.

The storms of life are many,
From them comes little rest;
But my Jesus holds me close,
And I can always feel blessed.



His love and care are unending,
So, a rich woman I am;
He was willing to die for me,
As a sacrificial Lamb.



As storm clouds gather,
I need never to fret;
My Jesus will be with me,
On this I can place my bet.

I pray you know my Jesus,
Your life and soul He'll save;
If love is what you're after,
He can satisfy your crave.

Sandra S. Oidtman - 2022