By Dewayne
Allday 10/20/2016
Calm the
storm, my ship is worn,
My sinful
sails singed and torn.
Slow the
winds, that skew my path,
Turn it true
is what I ask.
Remove the
rocks, that tear my bow,
Give me
wisdom – teach me how.
Bright my light,
that weakens still,
Restore the
oil, be it your will.
Strengthen
my keel, rock to and fro,
Thicken my
skin, I need it so.
Roughen my
deck, slippery and wet,
Lighten the
falls of this old wretch.
Peace be
still, I listen now,
I question
why, I ever doubt.
Brighten the
skies, the clouds depart,
Lord
strengthen and protect my heart.
Light by day
and lighthouse by dark,
You are my
hope, You are my Ark.
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