So far off the shore,
through the passage of time.
Shipwrecked faith is my score,
only driftwood to climb.

Current sucked out
where the billows are deep;
In the heart of this ship,
I had fallen asleep.

Clouds rolling, puff,
are fast approaching,
Trying to kick
is a futile notion.

LORD, don’t let these clouds overtake me,
Don’t release me out,
to unforgiving sea.

Heart placed in your hand, turn as you will-
with your presence,
this body fill.

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