Betty Jean Booth
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I Was Lost In A Storm And Then He Touched Me
I was lost in a storm in a whirlwind of change great fear
my companion no hope was my game wondering would shelter
ever come near to conquer this beast this beast
we call fear, so lost was I no arms to shield no dreams inside
nor hope revealed, tell me who can rescue the beast in me or
bring hope back to set me free
each step draws misery to my side the ruffling of winds
at evening tide with darkness of souls hovering near I need
inside to calm this fear I reach out for help but no help can be
found no where in this maze can peace abound
the taunting of ...