When
Storms Arise
A prayer by Paul Laurence Dunbar (1895)
When storms arise
And dark'ning skies
About me threat'ning
lower,
To Thee, O Lord, I raise mine eyes,
To Thee my tortured spirit flies
For solace in that
hour.
The mighty arm
Will let no harm
Come near me nor befall
me;
Thy voice shall quiet my alarm,
When life's great battle waxeth warm--
No foeman shall
appall me.
Upon thy breast
Secure I rest,
From
sorrow and vexation;
No more by sinful cares oppressed,
But in thy presence ever blest,
O God of
my salvation.
cited in Conversations With God: Two Centuries of Prayers
by African-Americans, p. 89, James Melvin Washington,
ed.