Joy in The Ride of The Storm
Maybe you think it's my pride that has me smiling with joy, as if a mask to the pain in the midst of my storm. But just maybe, it's my trust in the Lord that holds me high with pride, because He guides my life to know that He will never do me wrong; As He keeps me from trembling in the midst of this storm. If my God is so big, then how can I crumble from a few stumbles, that are like seeds to His creeds planted divinely for me. It is in my walk that guides me to this hour, In the leaning He has me resting in His strong tower. The testing of my faith has increased me in His power. All I had to do was stand in belief. As the winds blow and the storms rage I stand with my head high and my smile wide, For the joy of the Lord keeps me where He wants me- Right by His side. Enjoying the ride of the storm. Zoraida Clemente