The Eye in My Hurricane

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You are the eye in my hurricane,

the rainbow after my storm.

 

You are the calm in my chaos,

the peace in the warfare.

 

You are the feast after the famine.

the flood following the drought.

 

You settle me after my earthquake;

your tides still my roaring waves.

 

You are the healing of my ailment;

you bring relief to my aching bones.

 

You are the rest for my weary soul;

you quiet my stirring heart.

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