I walked with you along the shore,
Contented as can be,While every wave rushed up to us,
As if they envied me.
I listened to Your every word.
My heart beat with such glee
That all the waves that washed the sand
Cried jealously of me.
You spoke of love beyond this life,
Deeper than the salt sea,
And that love, born of sacrifice…
You offered it to me.
Oh Lord, You washed my soul with grace
And I wept joyously.
The ocean waves rushed to the shore
And they rejoiced with me!
Psalm 93:4
Mightier than the thunder of the great waters, mightier than the breakers of the sea— the Lord on high is mighty.
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