Verse 1
The wind hit hard without a sound,
Blue skies flipped and spun around,
Morning light turned steel and gray,
Felt like peace just slipped away.
Voices pulling left and right,
Every headline screaming fight,
But deeper than the crashing roar
Was a whisper I’ve heard before.
Pre-Chorus
I can’t command the waves to cease,
But I can anchor into peace.
Chorus
I’m finding my way in the midst of the storm,
Standing on truth where faith is formed.
When the thunder rolls and the waters rise,
I lift my head — I fix my eyes.
The wind may shout, but I’m not alone,
There’s a stronger grip than my own.
Through the wild, through the torn—
I’m finding my way in the storm.
Verse 2
I’ve learned the rain don’t last for long,
But it tests what keeps you strong.
Every gust that tried to break
Revealed the ground I choose to take.
Fear can echo loud and clear,
Doubt can whisper in your ear,
But peace runs deeper than the tide,
It’s not outside — it lives inside.
Pre-Chorus
I may not see the shoreline yet,
But I’ve been carried through worse than this.
Chorus
I’m finding my way in the midst of the storm,
Not by muscle — but reborn.
When the lightning splits the sky in two,
I hold to what I know is true.
The ground may shake beneath my feet,
But I don’t bow to defeat.
Through the crash, through the foam—
I’m finding my way home.
Bridge (Build — your reflective grit)
Storms don’t come to steal my name,
They strip away what fear has claimed.
What survives the wind and rain
Is the fire that’s always remained.
I won’t curse the clouds above,
They’re chiseling depth into my love.
Pressure don’t erase the man—
It reveals the strength of who I am.
Breakdown (Soft, steady conviction)
Let it rain.
Let it roar.
I’ve walked through darker winds before.
Still standing.
Still sure.
Final Chorus (Lift — victorious but grounded)
I’m finding my way in the midst of the storm,
Stronger now than when it formed.
Every wave that tried to drown
Only taught me solid ground.
The sky will clear — I’ve seen it done,
But even here, I’m not undone.
Through the dark, through the worn—
I’m finding my way…
In the midst of the storm.
Outro (Spoken cadence — very you)
The storm doesn’t decide who I become.
It uncovers what was there all along.
Faith.
Fire.
Foundation.
And I’m still standing.
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