My voice is strong in calm waters.
My foolish heart bids me boast in the face of storms.
Then the rain falls, and the thunder booms.
Where has my strength gone?
My voice is now but a whimper.
Lord my pride like sails have torn.
Let my heart find no comfort in my strength or voice.
Let me find comfort in You.
Let me run, walk, or even crawl to the safety of Your arms.
My hope is in You.
Be my strength so that I can be faithful in the storm.
And endure until the gentle winds return.
Until then, Revive me oh Lord.
Revive me again.
"Storms tearing weak sails.
Heart despairs, looking for hope,
Revive me, oh Lord."