I have a friend in JesusWho guides me through the galeA first mate and a skipperWho helps me to set sail.He offers strength and guidanceA helmsman at the wheelAn ever-steady beam of lightA fortress made of steel.He’s the master of the oceanMy refuge and my rockA harbor that I turn toMy anchor at life’s dock.He’s a mighty sailing warriorA helping hand indeedA pilot through the churning wavesHe meets my every need.He’s the One I always run toWhen the waves won’t let me beThe lighthouse that I turn toOn a rough and troubled sea.He’s a smoothly sailing vesselA refuge from the stormThe gentle breeze that sends me toAn island, sweet and warm.He’s a brave and fearless skipperA shelter from the heatWater when I’m thirstyA vessel filled with wheat.He’s a sure and steady sailorMy Captain on life’s seaNo matter where I journeyHe goes along with me.Copyright © Marilyn Ferguson 2003ferguson@adams.net
Hi Thomas,
Lovely poem. Thank you for sharing it with me.
Beryl