The Mighty Oak

Outside my window
The grand old oak
Stood fast against the storm

His branches stretched 
His muscles flexed
Declared, “I will fear no harm”

The howling gales
And relentless rain
Pounded the oak all night

But the dawning day
Had much to say
About the brave oak’s fight

Oh, some leaves were lost
And twigs were snapped
And a branch lay on the ground

But the faithful oak
Remained unmoved
Still standing strong and sound

You see, his roots 
Were sturdy
They made his anchor sure

They spread wide
And very deep
And kept the oak secure

We must be like the mighty oak
With our roots
Spread deep and wide

Unmovable from  
The truth we know
God’s Word, which is our guide

For storms will come
And storms will go
But our strength is from the Lord 

And when we trust 
In Him alone
Our anchor shall be sure

So boldly stand
Like the mighty oak
Fearing not what comes your way

For God’s Word
Is our firm support
To strengthen us every day
				By:  Terri Lee