Stormy Sunday Morning Praise

On this stormy Sunday morning, I bow my head and pray,

Grateful for another chance, a brand new day.

The skies may be heavy, the winds may roar,

But I feel your presence, Lord, now and evermore.

You woke me up, dusted off my dreams,

Through the darkest night, your light still gleams.

Families torn apart, caught in a fierce embrace,

I ask for healing grace, Lord—send your warm embrace.

Watch over the sick, the weary, the weak,

Comfort those lost, the ones who can’t speak.

In the chaos and thunder, let love reign true,

Wrap your arms around us, we’re calling out to you.

Oh, Lord, hear my prayer, mend the hearts that tear,

Through the storms that rage, let our spirits share.

Hold the broken close, keep the fallen strong,

In your endless love, Lord, we all belong.

The rains may come crashing, the winds may fight,

But together we stand, strong in your light.

For the homeless souls and the ones who are lost,

May they find shelter, no matter the cost.

Watch over the sick, the weary, the weak,

Comfort those lost, the ones who can’t speak.

In the chaos and thunder, let love reign true,

Wrap your arms around us, we’re calling out to you.

Oh, Lord, hear my prayer, mend the hearts that tear,

Through the storms that rage, let our spirits share.

Hold the broken close, keep the fallen strong,

In your endless love, Lord, we all belong.

As the clouds roll away, let your spirit shine,

Together we'll rise, united in design.

With faith as our anchor, and hope as our guide,

We'll weather the storms, standing side by side.

Oh, Lord, hear my prayer, mend the hearts that tear,

Through the storms that rage, let our spirits share.

Hold the broken close, keep the fallen strong,

In your endless love, Lord, we all belong.

So on this stormy Sunday, I lift my voice high,

To the One who won't leave us, in the storm or the sky.

Praise be to your name, as we journey along,

Together we find strength; in you, we are strong.