Post by Betty on Apr 24, 2005 6:39:47 GMT -5
THE EYE OF THE STORM
"Fear not that the whirlwind shall carry thee
hence,
Nor wait for its onslaught in breathless
suspense,
Nor shrink from the whips of the terrible hail,
But pass through the edge to the heart of the
gale,
For there is a shelter, sunlighted and warm,
And Faith sees her God through the eye of the
storm.
"The passionate tempest with rush and wild roar
And threatenings of evil may beat on the shore,
The waves may be mountains, the fields battle
plains,
And the earth be immersed in a deluge of rains,
Yet, the soul, stayed on God, may sing bravely
its psalm,
For the heart of the storm is the center of calm.
"Let hope be not quenched in the blackness of
night,
Though the cyclone awhile may have blotted the
light,
For behind the great darkness the stars ever
shine,
And the light of God's heavens, His love shall
make thine,
Let no gloom dim thine eyes, but uplift them on
high
To the face of thy God and the blue of His sky.
"The storm is thy shelter from danger and sin,
And God Himself takes thee for safety within;
The tempest with Him passeth into deep calm,
And the roar of the winds is the sound of a
psalm.
Be glad and serene when the tempest clouds form;
God smiles on His child in the eye of the storm."
Author: Mrs. Charles E. Cowman
This classic devotional is the unabridged edition of
Streams in the Desert. This first edition was published
in 1925 and the wording is preserved as originally
written. Connotations of words may have changed over the
years and are not meant to be offensive.
"Fear not that the whirlwind shall carry thee
hence,
Nor wait for its onslaught in breathless
suspense,
Nor shrink from the whips of the terrible hail,
But pass through the edge to the heart of the
gale,
For there is a shelter, sunlighted and warm,
And Faith sees her God through the eye of the
storm.
"The passionate tempest with rush and wild roar
And threatenings of evil may beat on the shore,
The waves may be mountains, the fields battle
plains,
And the earth be immersed in a deluge of rains,
Yet, the soul, stayed on God, may sing bravely
its psalm,
For the heart of the storm is the center of calm.
"Let hope be not quenched in the blackness of
night,
Though the cyclone awhile may have blotted the
light,
For behind the great darkness the stars ever
shine,
And the light of God's heavens, His love shall
make thine,
Let no gloom dim thine eyes, but uplift them on
high
To the face of thy God and the blue of His sky.
"The storm is thy shelter from danger and sin,
And God Himself takes thee for safety within;
The tempest with Him passeth into deep calm,
And the roar of the winds is the sound of a
psalm.
Be glad and serene when the tempest clouds form;
God smiles on His child in the eye of the storm."
Author: Mrs. Charles E. Cowman
This classic devotional is the unabridged edition of
Streams in the Desert. This first edition was published
in 1925 and the wording is preserved as originally
written. Connotations of words may have changed over the
years and are not meant to be offensive.
