In the ice storm of destiny the night air whispers. Where will your prayers be as the night air gets crisper. Oh so crisp it cracks and sparkles along the snow filled land. It is a beauty to behold to see it blanket the sand. Keep you heart pure so it will hold all His Blessings. Fill your lives with His love and use it for your dressing.
In the ice storm of destiny the night air whispers. Where will your prayers be as the night air gets crisper. This vast winter wonder of God's hand. Shall please all his children to play as this is His plan. So no matter how bad the storm God will see us through it with the beauty. Allowing both in our vision and in our hearts His love is so dear to us truly.
In the ice storm of destiny the night air whispers. Where will your prayers be as the night air gets crisper. In the silence of our mind the sound of His name must be repeated more often. Lord Jesus,Lord Jesus we must pray and say with a voice when whispered will soften.
In the ice storm of destiny the night air whispers. where will your prayers be as the night air gets crisper. How I love thee sweet Lord Jesus I send my prayers on up to heaven for your hearing and your blessings. Thank you dear Lord for listening and teaching us from your lessons