Lord, guide Your people along paths of light, Keep Your eye upon us, through every night. Like the eye of a storm our anger can rage, But let us seek Your mercy till the end of the age. In the eye of the storm, there’s trouble and strife, But the eye of the Lord brings healing to life. Though storms may come and the night turns long, His forgiveness holds, and His love stays strong. The eye of the storm scattered our books and our plans, Palms raised for votes shook as angry hands. Our tempers flared and the voices grew loud, I prayed for His peace to settle that crowd. In the eye of the storm, there’s trouble and strife, But the eye of the Lord brings healing to life. Though storms may come and the night turns long, His forgiveness holds, and His love stays strong. The eye of the storm lingered out in the lot, Where whispers and shadows remembered and fought. But the eye of the Lord saw the pain in our ways, And pleaded with love to redeem those days. In the eye of the storm, there’s trouble and strife, But the eye of the Lord brings healing to life. Though storms may come and the night turns long, His forgiveness holds, and His love stays strong. The eye of the storm was the church kitchen door, With coffee and dishes and quarrels galore. “This isn’t the way it’s always been done!” But the eye of the Lord says, “My will be one.” In the eye of the storm, there’s trouble and strife, But the eye of the Lord brings healing to life. Though storms may come and the night turns long, His forgiveness holds, and His love stays strong. One day His people will stand as one, Working together till the work is done. Hands united, eyes on the Lamb, Living in mercy, under the Great I Am. In the eye of the storm, there’s trouble and strife, But the eye of the Lord brings healing to life. Though storms may come and the night turns long, His forgiveness holds, and His love stays strong.
