I can see through a storm

But can it be I am born for a kingdom?

Thunder and the rain but the root of my pain

Is the land where I stand at the gate

I will thrive through the hail

But will my spirit prevail like the faithful?

Lightning on the plain but the cause of my pain

I am found all alone at the gate

I am The King come find me, for I dwell in the cloud

My storms and winds are frightening, but glory will be found

Open the gate, do not delay

Seizing the day, freedom is here

This is the way, you know the way

Seeking His face, safe in these arms