By Jeff Kephart

Alone—out of options—facing choices she was never meant to make
To end a life or keep some hope alive
Running short on answers—too few friends and not enough advice
To overcome the fear that floods her soul
Is there anyone to dry the tears—a shelter from the wind and the waves?

Will she find a harbor in the storm?
A place where love is shared and truth is told, and life is precious and sacred
A home where trust abounds, and Jesus is the anchor for her soul
Will she find that harbor—will she find a harbor in the storm?

How can we stand silent while millions of innocents are lost?
The price of desperate decisions
Could we provide a house of hope where mercy reigns and failures are redeemed?
Shame replaced by life and victory
Will you give yourself to light the way?
Help her find a shelter from the waves.

Will she find a harbor in the storm?
A place where love is shared and truth is told, and life is precious and sacred
A home where trust abounds, and Jesus is the anchor for her soul
Will she find that harbor—will she find a harbor in the storm?

If we join together we could touch eternity
Rescuing one soul at a time.

Will she find a harbor in the storm?
A place where love is shared and truth is told, and life is precious and sacred
A home where trust abounds, and Jesus is the anchor for her soul
Will she find that harbor—will she find a harbor in the storm?
She must find that harbor—help her find that harbor in the storm.

Copyright © 2001 Jeffrey Kephart.