Selah - Hiding Place
When I think I'm going under
part the waters
Lord
When I feel the waves around me
calm the sea
When I cry for help
oh
hear me
Lord and hold out Your hand
Touch my life
Still the raging storm in me
I need Thee every hour
most gracious Lord;
No tender voice like Thine can peace afford.
I need Thee
O I need Thee;
Every hour I need Thee;
O bless me now
my Savior
I come to Thee.
in joy or pain;
Come quickly and abide
or life is in vain.