Everett Adams


I am a servant of God, retired from the working world but working full time writing and producing music to spread the Gospel through song. Messages given me to pass on to God's people and those that should be God's people, messages of warning, of love and hope, of encouragement in these the last days of a corrupt and dying world. I am a songwriter that does not perform what he writes, I look for an artist that sings better than they write, that look for new material to sing. I have written over 3000 songs, most of which are Gospel in a number of style and tempos. Country, Southern and bluegrass being the main flavor. I have self-produced a number of recordings over the years which got a fair amount of airplay, a # one song, and an SHAI award. I boast only in the fact that the Lord has trusted me enough to give me His songs to write. If you are an artist interested in hearing some of the songs He has given me, for possible recording, email me (ecadams@xplornet.ca) and I will give you a link to listen. I don't have a personal website or a social site but I do have several storage sites for my songs of different genres, which I give to those interested enough to make personal contact. I also have a number of pages on CD Baby where people can hear, purchase CDs or downloads. They can also purchase CDs by mail directly from me.


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Hold back the storm

album: A door was opened
genre: Country/southern Gospel
streams: 10
audio file: mp3, 4.3MB, 00:04:42


Hold back the storm—delay the rain

Hold waves at bay—to stay man’s pain

Roll away the clouds—let sun shine again

Delay the storm—till love ones come in


Too many good people—are gonna be lost

We must help them find—their way to the cross

Must open their eyes–so that they can see

The storm that is coming—so they can flee

Hold back the storm—postpone the hail

Rein in the wind—and trim each sail

Restrain the ocean—and tame every gale

Delay the storm—let mercy prevail


Hold back the storm–--make tides subside

No undertow—and no riptide

Provide a harbour—where all saints can hide

Delay the storm—till all are inside


BRIDGE: Just a few more days Lord—maybe they will heed

Let them see you’re the harbour—the shelter that they need

Hold back the storm


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