Storms

The storms of life assail me
I do not fear the wind.
I don't fret the lightening.
I have learned at last to bend.
My Father has provided
A haven safe and true.
My Savior reassures me
He seeks to comfort you.
Let the storms blow their hardest.
Let lightening do its best.
I will not fear the rain storm.
I can withstand that test.
Rain simply leads to flowers,
Spring will soon have his way.
Soon these storms will depart us.
To show a brighter day.