The strong winter storm
As it blows from the North
Brings danger to our bones
But with careful retreat
Oh, as careful can be
We might just make it home

And try as we may, Your love always remains
And we cannot afford to be afraid any more
We'll stay the course
Hold on tight, Jesus Christ, sadder lights are calling

Ay-oh, ay-oh, we're not alone

As we brace for the sound
Of the deafening crowd
Screaming, "Lord, have mercy now"
I hear the words of my King
As they echo underneath:
"My Hand awaits, rise to your feet"