The Great Protector


	The Great Protector When storm clouds roll into my life and I'm rocked to and fro, To the shelter of your mighty arms my Lord, I know I must go. You're like the lee-side of an island a safe harbor from the angry sea, With open arms of mercy calling Your servant to Thee. You shelter me like a palace You give me comfort as the winds of life roar, You give me refuge from the floods as torrents of trouble pour. When the storms have ceased their fury and we see the suns cleansing light, We thank You oh Mighty Lord were so precious in Your sight. JRS (C) 5-6-01 The "Okie" Poet All poems copyrighted ã1997-... Spring Creations The "Okie" Poet All Rights Reserved