my JESUS

the winds that blow are so strong, can not you see his hand
the power and the glory so much more than any man.
the moon reflects the sun, the sky reflects off the sea
the light of love shines from above, oh may it reflect in me

peasce to you oh still thy fears for tomorrow sun will rise
and call us all to home will go. our faith before our eyes.

no matter what the darkness whispers those poor souls who
do not see
the glory and the grace and all the majesty

but there comes a day not far away
when all shall see his glory
evey knee will bow every heart proclain
and praise on high the matchless name

now shall I speak the name oh rejoice
for assurance he has blessed me for I am his and he is mine
he paid the debt that should have been mine
and through his love I am set free
to live for him eternaly so praise on high
today and always I live to see him in the sky

for the dead shall rise first to meet with him in the air
then we which remain shall be called up together to meet with him in the
air and so shall we ever be... Praise his holy name.. the name... JESUS!