Standing in the Miracle

I was drowning in the silence. Hope was hanging by a thread.

Every prayer felt like a whisper in a war inside my head. I was crushed

beneath the pressure. Every door had closed me in. But I called upon your promise,

and you met me there again. You are near when I am trembling.

You are strong when I am weak. You are faithful through the fire.

Your word is all I need. I'm in the midst of the miracle.

Though the storm still rages on. I will stand upon your promise when all my

strength is gone. You're the God who parts the waters.