I look into my life and see the storm clouds rolling through
Gazing at the sky, clouds dark with heavy rain there, too
But with a faith-filled glance through eyes not made of flesh
I know that there's a sparkling home that speaks to me of rest
And I hear...
Rest in My promises
Rest in the hearing of My voice
You can trust Me and Rest in the truth you know
I give you rest, but I also give you choice
The rest is up to you
Though other voices taunt you and say I'm just a tale of man
That you are a coincidence and not part of My plan
You know inside where it matters most and will never fade away
Who gave you strength and pulled you through on your most horrible day
Your intimate Lord
Your nearest Companion
Who speaks into your darkest days
Your faithful Savior Who says...
Rest in My promises
Rest in the hearing of My voice
You can trust Me and Rest in the truth you know
I give you rest, but I also give you choice
The rest is up to you
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