Please tell me O God!
How must I get past these stormy seas?
For the wind and waves won’t stop ceasing,
And I just can’t seem to catch a breeze.

Tell me O God!
When shall they come to an end?!!
Because everyday they’re dragging me, Down a whirlpool of my sin.

The lighting strikes unexpectedly,
While the thunder continues to roar,
And every day...