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I can see through a storm But can it be I am born for a kingdom? Thunder and the rain but the root of my pain Is the land where I stand at the gate

I will thrive through the hail But will my spirit prevail like the faithful? Lightning on the plain but the cause of my pain I am found all alone at the gate

I am The King come find me, for I dwell in the cloud My storms and winds are frightening, but glory will be found

Open the gate, do not delay Seizing the day, freedom is here This is the way, you know the way Seeking His face, safe in these arms