by jennywren on November 10, 2004
Jesus calls, can calm any man’s
troubled sea
He Has also place this true calm inside me
I Ask ” God, Just what kind of a Man, is this?”
Jesus calls for my troubles to simply “dismiss”
Seems the world’s waste was over
me pouring
Vexing my spirit as much sickness was storing
My fearful raging storm like a covering glue
While emitting prayers “Lord, see me through.”
Protection from old Satan’s old
nasty out-pour
That issue from deep inside my human core
I floundered inside the tossing troublesome sea
Until Jesus sent His Angels for… rescuing me,..
He calmly spoke “silence!” to that
mighty pour
He beaconed the sun to shine there, once more
The Calamities changes ,“praise God I am free,
He had stilled the deep , that was troubling me.
Suddenly safe and standing on the
other shore
Peacefulness surrounding even my inner-core
Nothing is now hurting, Praise God, I can see,
That Great Gate of Pearl is now beaconing me
It seems that a new-life has
entered my Soul
Laughing I ran down a street like pure Gold
There!, There is my Savior, He is beaconing me
His arms open wide, Praise God, ...I am FREE…
