Last night this was the song we were singing at my house:
In the dark of the midnight have I oft hid my face,
While the storm howls above me, and there's no hiding place.
'Mid the crash of the thunder, Precious Lord, hear my cry,
Keep me safe till the storm passes by.
Till the storm passes over, till the thunder sounds no more,
Till the clouds roll forever from the sky;
Hold me fast, let me stand in the hollow of Thy hand,
Keep me safe till the storm passes by.
We had some serious stroms in and around our city last night, but we were so fortunate to not have any damage by them.
Four tornados were spotted on the ground, but only one did any serious damage ~ and that was to a small city about 40 miles north of us, called Coleharbor.
Coleharbor has a population of about 100. It is a farming community right off the highway. All but 2 of the houses in the town were damaged, along with the school (it was completely destroyed) the store, grain elevators, and silos. It was amazing that with all the damage there were only 2 minor injuries.
2 comments:
Oh wow! That's amazing! Did you take that photo?
Oh Tami,
Praise the Lord you guys weren't hurt. I don't miss that about the states and specailly the south.
I just love that song!
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