Sometimes this world feels like a place
Where I don’t want to be
I feel so out of place here
‘Cause it’s just not home to me
But for now I’ll tarry here
Though the shadows dim my eyes
Still through this present darkness
I can feel my spirit rise
There are blue skies coming
Though the clouds are dark and gray
Though the thunder and the lightning
Say a storm is on the way
We’ve been promised sweet deliverance
If we trust Him and obey
There are blue skies coming any day
We’re all too often troubled
But never in distress
We are never in despair
Although bewildered I confess
But in spite of persecution
That the enemy deploys
We are not forsaken here
Cast down, but not destroyed
‘Cause there are blue skies coming
Though the clouds are dark and gray
Though the thunder and the lightning
Say a storm is on the way
We’ve been promised sweet deliverance
If we trust Him and obey
There are blue skies coming any day
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