I can feel your hurt, I know your pain,
You’re walking against the wind,
Walking in the hurricane.
You need someone to erase the stains
You can’t hide, you can’t pretend,
Walking in the hurricane.
So many nights you spend on bended knees,
Crying tears, saying, “Lord, help me please,”
Your broken heart you can’t explain
To anyone not walking in the hurricane.
And, your heart breaks like it never has before,
The rain keeps falling and you watch it pour,
No umbrella, no raincoat you walk through the storm,
With nothing there to keep you warm.
Looking to Heaven for answers, not knowing if there’s one,
You pray to God in the name of His Holy Son,
“Lord, help me please, come and take this pain,
I’m so tired of walking through the hurricane.”
As you tread through the streets, you see the toppled trees,
But through the power lines you hear a hum like a symphony,
You can make it, Jesus can conquer your pain
And send a dove to lift you out of the hurricane.
Keep walking on water, with your head held high,
Remember always God is there in the night,
He’s there in day, He’s there in the pain,
Helping you walk through the hurricane.
