Through The Storms Poem by Gold Trybes

Through The Storms



I thank you Lord
Thank you for the man you made me
Through the scare of the whirlwind,
Turbulent storms and raging fire
You have made me stand
Even though trails leave their scars
I’m not smitten because I have you
To stand with me through it all

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