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I did not know His love before,
the way I know it now.
I could not see my need for Him,
my pride would not allow.

I had it all, without a care,
the "Self-sufficient" lie.
My path was smooth,
my sea was still,
not a cloud was in my sky.

   I thought I knew His love for me,
I thought I'd seen His grace,
I thought I did not need to grow,
I thought I'd found my place.

But then the way
grew rough and dark,
the storm clouds quickly rolled;
The waves began to rock my ship,
I found I had no hold.

The ship that I had built myself
was made of foolish pride.
It fell apart and left me bare,
with nowhere else to hide.

I had no strength or faith
to face the trials that lay ahead,
And so I simply spoke His name
and bowed my weary head.

His loving arms enveloped me,
and then He helped me stand.
He said, "You still must
face this storm, but
I will hold your hand."

So through the dark and lonely
night He guided me through pain.
I could not see the light of day
or when I'd smile again.

Yet through the pain and endless
tears, my faith began to grow.
I could not see it at the time,
but my light began to glow.

I saw God's love in brand new
light, His grace and mercy, too.
For only when all self was gone
could Jesus' love shine through.

It was not easy in the storm,
I sometimes wondered why.
At times I thought,
"I can't go on."
I'd hurt, and doubt, and cry.

But Jesus never left my side
He guided me each day.
Through pain and strife,
through fire and flood,
He helped me all the way.

And now I see as ne'er before
how great His love can be.
How in my weakness He is strong,
how Jesus cares for me!

He worked it all out for my good,
although the way was rough.
He only sent what I could bear,
and then He said, "Enough!"

He raised His hand and said,
"Be still!" He made the storm
clouds cease. He opened up the
gates of joy and flooded
me with peace.

I saw His face now clearer still,
I felt His presence strong,
I found anew His faithfulness,
He never did me wrong.

And now I know more storms will
come, but only for my good,
For pain and tears have helped
me grow as nothing ever could.

I still have so much more to
learn as Jesus works in me;
If in the storm I'll love Him
more, that's where I want to be!
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