After the Storm

Hear my cry O God!  attend unto my prayer
The tears flow from me like an evening shower
From the ends of the earth I will cry unto You
Blessed be the Name of the Lord:
                every morning His mercies are new

   Savage storms surge slamming into the coast
   Tornadoes crash down taking their deadly toll
   Disaster and destruction reigns: nothing is spared
   Shocked survivors shaking, waiting for help and care

Hear my cry O God!  attend unto my prayer
I lost everything today I need Your help and care
Yet no matter where I am I will cry unto You
Blessed be the Name of Jesus:  His mercies are new

       Here I am praying and waiting the morning after the storm
       Yet in the sunshine I smile when I think it but-it's-true:  
                        it's not His fault....
                                 we all were warned

bro. tim pickl   Saturday August 14, 2004 A.D.

reference:  Hurricane Charley hits Florida and then the East Cost of the U.S.

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Ps:61:1  Hear my cry, O God; attend unto my prayer. 
Ps:61:2  From the end of the earth will I cry unto thee, 
                 when my heart is overwhelmed: lead me to the rock that is higher than I. 
Ps:61:3  For thou hast been a shelter for me, and a strong tower from the enemy. 
Ps:61:4  I will abide in thy tabernacle for ever: I will trust in the covert of thy wings. Selah. 
Ps:61:5  For thou, O God, hast heard my vows: thou hast given me the heritage of those that fear thy name. 
Ps:61:6  Thou wilt prolong the king's life: and his years as many generations. 
Ps:61:7  He shall abide before God for ever: O prepare mercy and truth, which may preserve him. 
Ps:61:8  So will I sing praise unto thy name for ever, that I may daily perform my vows.