These are the place I was so sure I'd find him I've looked in the pages And I've looked down on my knees I've lifted my eyes in expectation To se the Sun still refusing to shine, but Sometimes he comes in the clouds Sometimes his face cannot be found Sometimes he comes in the clouds Sometimes his face cannot be found Sometimes the sky is dark and gray but some things can only be known And sometime our faith can only grow When we can't see So, sometimes he comes in the clouds Sometimes I see me, a sailor out on the ocean So brave and so sure as long as the skies are clear But when the clouds start to gather I whatch my faith turn to fear, but— Sometimes he comes in the rain And he question the pain And wonder why God can seen so far away But time will show us He was right there with us, and