I’ve read in the Bible of how saints in the past
Held fast to God’s promise with their faith put to test
I know they had hold of a powerful hand
Cause in the midst of the storms when they should have gone down
they found strength to stand.


So let the flood waters roll let the storm winds blow
Let everything hell has tear at my soul
It may hinder me bring me down on my knees
But that’s as far as I go
Not a battle been lost on that old rugged cross
I’m going to reach Heaven no matter the cost
The next mountain I climb I just might find
sweet Heaven in view.

These dark stormy days that we’re living in
Are bound to shake us time and again
But the same Grace He gave them He has given to me
And that same mighty hand that caused them to stand still gives victory

Billy Fields
Time 3:28
Key of C


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