Whenever storms of life do come,
The Lord in storm’s cloud is concealed
To teach me truth that joins the sum
Of all He has to me revealed.
He shows me one more foreign god
That’s wormed its way into my life,
Now is cast down beneath the sod
To Hell’s dark death where there’s no light.
No alien will in me now live
For I am to be His alone,
And He to me Himself now gives:
Once more I know my sin’s atoned.
My heart is now made soft for Him–
In me subdues my every foe;
His light in me, no longer dim,
Shines through me to the world His glow.
PROCLAIMING TRUTH! 