Lyrics

Does He care when all around the storm is raging
Will I perish long before He hears my cry
Can I still depend on all the words He promised
When I need a hand to cling to 'til the tempest passes by


(But) In the presence of the One who stilled the waters
I find perfect peace to calm my troubled soul
And the fear of all that could have been is settled by His love
There is rest from all my struggles as I yield to His control

As I look upon the hungry crowd around me
Will there ever be enough to satisfy
In myself I have so little I can offer
But as I give it all to Jesus every need He will supply

In the presence of the One who fed the hungry
I can feast upon the riches of His grace
At His table there's a satisfaction no one else can give
As the Bread of Life is broken even in this desert place

Ruined vessels on the wheel of the Potter
Marred by life's events outside of their control
Then a gentle hand restores the Master's image
And with hope renewed I know that He will touch and make me whole

In the presence of the One who healed the broken
I have freedom from the wounding of the past
And I'm confident He will complete the work that He's begun
'Til I find my hope perfected for eternity at last