O God, You are my hiding place!
You are my shelter from the storm!
Though the sky all around me blazes and roars,
And the ground beneath me is murky and viscous,
Still I will lift my voice up to You, O Lord,
The One who loves me and protects me!
For I know that You are always with me –
In the turbid inkiness of night…
When the spirit of fear oppresses and torments me,
And forces my very breath to run away in fright –
Then Your Spirit exhales Your life giving breath,
And I inhale Your sweet inexplicable peace…
Cheryl A. Showers