Gray skies over my head
Thunder sounding all around
Lightning flashing through the region
And people ducking for cover
Except for the storm watchers
The ones who brave the storm
To observe, take in, enjoy,
And make a record of God's Glory.
Thunder sounding all around
Lightning flashing through the region
And people ducking for cover
Except for the storm watchers
The ones who brave the storm
To observe, take in, enjoy,
And make a record of God's Glory.
To turn around and take a look
Which is why most of us
Look in our mirrors to see
What is following us
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