And the wind was low
And He brought me to the water
I felt His hand and joy began
And there was meaning
And the sky was blue
And He gave me His assurance
I then began to understand
The blessed meaning
Oh Creator, your perfect wisdom
And the wind grew still
And he touched me with the power
Then came the fire, the strong desire
To really serve Him
And the tears were joy
And He listened as I sang to Him
I bowed my head, He gently said
I was forgiven
Oh Creator, your perfect promise
