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Saturday, November 14, 2009

Tossed Upon the High Seas

Tossed upon the high seas
With no land in sight
I was thrown down on my knees
By a wave I could not fight

Amidst the dampness of spray
And the roar of the storm
I earnestly prayed
That my sail not be torn

With the salt in my eyes
I wiped at them again
Looked up at the skies
And knew it would end

A promise of light
Was in the distance
The day would be bright
Through God's insistance

And I in my boat
Stayed on my wet knees
With a sob in my throat
I thanked Him who knew my needs

I had taken this trip
To be freed from life's stress
Yet found peril's grip
As to my knees I was pressed

I learned there is no escape
From all that life sends
And that it is through faith
We are saved in the end

3 comments:

  1. did you write this? And may I use it for my faith project in personal progress?

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  2. Thank you Bree...I did write this and would love for you to share it. Delighted in fact.

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