The Tempest........ (edited)

When the ground beneath my feet gives way
And I hear the sound of crashing waves
All my world is washing out to sea
I'm seeking refuge in what never moves
Holding fast to the promise of some truth
That something is holding tighter still to me

My hope is in a promise
My support within the raging flood
Even in the tempest, I can sing
I long to be safe in one who never moves
Holding fast to the promise of a truth
Something is holding tighter still to me

The ground seems sinking sand
When darkness seems to hide its face