New Day!
Rushing, crashing
Waves of life
Come washing over me
From a tumultuous,
Increasingly treacherous sea!
Brokenness comes into
The line of the shore
With a raging, angry
Dangerous roar
What is it that they want
My frail, tiny boat
At last
To completely swamp?
For this is what it seems
As to my craft I cling
And scream
Those waves keep
Coming,
Coming
In large volumes,
Positively reams
Sent by that satan
That oh so ancient enemy
But of this life he
Will not have the last word
Because as quickly as he comes
Away will he be turned
By a larger, grander,
More Powerful Ship
Will he be
Destroyed,
Forever spurned
With the unfolding of just one
Bright, white sail
satan is completely undone,
Rising in a brighter boat
Is God’s Only Son
Golden on the horizon
As a rapidly rising sun
In Pure Joy,
That New Day of our
Lord & King has finally
and at last come!!!
SoulSails 