Above the clouds the sun is ever shining. While sunbeams vie to make the heavens glow The eagle soars aloft on wings reclining, While tempest rages violently below.
Above the clouds the sun is ever shining. While sunbeams vie to make the heavens glow The eagle soars aloft on wings reclining, While tempest rages violently below. She knows her place of rest above the thunder For eagles wings are taught of God to rise Above the clouds to feel the glorious wonder Of everlasting calm amid the skies. So may it be with you in every sorrow As storms of grief and trial weave their shrouds. There is a place of refuge for the morrow-YouÂ'll find it as you rise above the clouds. Above the clouds-I mean of earths repining-The child of faith may rise on eaglesÂ' wings To find the Son of Righteousness eÂ'er shining And peace transcending all these earthly things.
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Peace Above the Storm
Above the clouds the sun is ever shining. While sunbeams vie to make the heavens glow The eagle soars aloft on wings reclining, While tempest rages violently below.
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Above the clouds the sun is ever shining. While sunbeams vie to make the heavens glow The eagle soars aloft on wings reclining, While tempest rages violently below.