by Rege Gilmore
Raging out of control in a maze of pain,
Seeking refuge under the shadows of the Almighty’s name.
I need protection for this battle has just begun,
Though now I see the purpose thank God, and that it’s already won.
He has prepared me for what will be called the fight of my life,
And sometimes my weeping may go longer than a night.
Yet, when I look up and see my Giants they will be begging for mercy,
Because in the eye of this storm I’m still free in knowing He has not left me!