4knwn. - Tempest Lyrics

Yeah...here we go again, another trip down this road again
Pressure is too much to hold it in, feels like these walls are closing in
Both sides, closed eyes, question of whether I know God
Enough to make the pain stop, 'cause it seems like I'm drowning in the raindrops
Tryna keep a sane mind but I'm cold inside (Inside)
Or maybe there's a draft coming in from the thorn in my side (My side)
Either or, there's gotta be a reason for, these trials I feel like I'm grieving more
I was always taught I could lean on the Lord but hard when I can't see what's He's leading me towards
Maybe my faith is, too weak for what I'm faced with
But strong enough to pray that He covers me when I'm faithless
That's when the momentum changes, word to the rock that I leaned on
The proof is the moving, so through His grace I'm maneuvering through these storms
When it seems hopeless, I know who to put hope in
I survive with the Son in the center, when the chaos is on both ends
Press on keep my eyes on, Him, I was created to triumph
Not on my own, trust when I say that it's God on the throne I rely on, truth (I rely on truth)
Press on keep my eyes on, Him, I was created to triumph
Not on my own, trust when I say that it's God on the throne I rely on, truth

Through the crashing of the waves...still I give You praise
Mighty is Your sword...live forever more
Stand the test of time...I'm Yours and You are mine
No longer ambivalent choice has been made, serving the Father for all of my days
Courage within me my fight is relentless even if I'm in the midst of the tempest

Waves crashing all around me, brutally violent look lightning
Shake the ground and ignite it, ruthless wrath excite it
Fifty-five foot tsunami, darkened shadows blind brightness
Scorching flames burn brightly, still I'm made in Your likeness
Dwindle down my morale, put gravity on my steps
Dim the vision in my eyesight, still march through valleys of death
Weaken strength in my muscles, starve my lungs of air
Incapacitate my heartbeat, still I have no fear
My God did not give me a spirit of that, that came from Satan I'm giving it back
Give what I'm given right back to the King
Because He gave it all I don't owe Him a thing
Beautiful ain't it...beautiful ain't it...the love that He's loving me with is inside me and I can't contain it
But He on mission He judging everybody there's no omission
So make your decision you for or against Him you foreign or Christian you going or sitting
No longer ambivalent choice has been made, serving the Father for all of my days
Courage within me my fight is relentless even if I'm in the midst of the tempest