When all around you is falling down When the grass and trees and cricket sounds Are no more there alive than dead When your world is crashing inside out To sky be bound Look up instead
When the rolling clouds are sounding out And the river ink is pouring down And the flood is in your basement found Stand proudly upon on your here and now Don't sink your brow Look up instead
When the voices jeer you all about And the rumors populate the town When commotive chaos finds your head Don't let the horizon slip you now Though falsehood fed Look up instead
And when the never becomes the now And the time like nightfall pulls you down When the sunshine strays its fading stead May the storms internal you allay In peace be found Look up instead
In short. When the turmoil grips you and the storm berates. When your hope is in shambles and your life is at end. Look up and see his goodness again. Because even the storm displays his power. Even the end portrays his goodness. You just have to look at it properly.