Clouds rise, thunder collides, the sound of a volcano erupts in my mind.

But then I remember His word, His promise. He’s the bringer of justice, of peace. He’s honest.

I trust His word, He is faithful to me. He will calm any storm that tries to invade me.

He is the anchor, the rock, the firm foundation in which I stand.

He is the shelter from the rain, the one who prospers me with the greatest of plans.

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