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Be still and know that I am God

As the storm tossed me with each wave To and fro I moved closer to my grave Hopeless I lay as a predator's prey All I could do was hope and pray The days were dark And the nights were dreary My hope faded and I grew weary The devil had left his mark Here I was facing

Put your eyes on Jesus, see Him all the way

You heard I walked upon the sea, Yet you didn't believe. You heard I fed the five thousand, Yet you sat in disbelief. You heard I am the messiah, Yet you asked, "how could this be?" And I rose, like I promised I would. On the third day, Remember? It was so painful Oh! how I carried the heavy cross on