Grey cloud cover the horizon
Bringin hard times I'm surmisin
No matter bout their silver lining,
It's for a ray of sun I'm pining
They're coming fast and thick
Dropping their loads like brick
Will I shatter through the storm?
Or will I stand firm though torn?
I look abroad
And think of my Lord
Feel Him by my side,
Giving me a place to hide
'Oh my daughter,' said He
'Over there, don't you see?'
I looked toward the east
Now not afraid in the least
And through the storm
I saw the break of dawn
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