The wind is blowing fast and hard. It makes a lonesome sound.
I wonder when it blows like this, is anyone else around?
Am I alone upon the earth, does someone hear my cry?
Will I be safe here tonight under this dark, dark sky?
But as the trees shake and quiver with the wind creating a song,
I know that He is with me and will always right the wrong.
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