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Texty: Jill Phillips. Writing On The Wall. Still Is My Soul.


When the storm clouds dark and gray threaten to rain
Still is my soul, Still is my soul
When the waves come crashing in to wash me away
Still is my soul, Still is my soul

When the winter wind starts blowing in
Freezing over every stream
There?s a peace that passes understanding
Flowing like a current beneath
Still is my soul, Still is my soul, Still is my soul

Even when the whole world turns against me and there?s nowhere to hide
Still is my soul, Still is my soul
I know the greatest treasures aren?t found in this life
Still is my soul, Still is my soul

When the trials of this world rise against me
I will face them all unafraid
There?s a peace that passes understanding
Coursing through the blood in my veins
Still is my soul, Still is my soul, Still is my soul

When these lungs take in their last breath it won?t be goodbye
Still is my soul, Still is my soul
Though my time on earth is over my love is alive
And Still is my soul

Still is my soul, Still is my soul, Still is my soul
Still is my soul, Still is my soul, Still is my soul
Still is my soul