I once set sail upon a sea
And knew not where I’d land,
But I knew that both ship and I
Were sailing in God’s hand.
I know the wind that filled my sails
Was born within His heart.
So even when the tides run slack,
Those winds will not depart.
Within the rising of the gale
When all my seas grow rough,
I know that His strength will be there
And it will be enough.
Then, when I come at last to port,
My final journey done,
The winds will still and I will rest
Beside His shining Son.
Photo is a blessing from C. Marty. Thank you!!
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