Thank You

When the storm clouds fill the sky,

And I begin to cry.

The winds blow over me

Forced by the raging sea.

The waves roll over my soul,

And my body is growing cold.

Then I lift up my eyes to Calvary,

And see what Jesus did for me.

Suddenly the storm moves away,

And I bow my head to pray.

Lord, I see your sorrow and pain,

And all the blood stains.

I see your broken body there

Hanging on the cross in the air.

How could my little problems be

Any match for Calvary?

Thank you Jesus for such grace,

And for taking my place.

I know that my empty arms you see

Could never repay what you did for me.

Lord Thank you for Calvary!

Poem written by: Lena Ayer Kittrell

Background and Painting by: Lena Ayer Kittrell

Midi by: Lena Ayer Kittrell