Jesus Was A Sailor

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Jesus was a sailor When he walked upon the water And he spent a long time watching From his lonely wooden tower And when he knew for certain Only drowning men could see him He said "All men will be
sailors then Until the sea shall free them" But he himself was broken Long before the sky would open Forsaken, almost human He sank beneath your wisdom like a stone And you want to travel with him
And you want to travel blind And you think maybe you'll trust him For he's touched your perfect body with his mind



I have a friend in Jesus Who guides me through the gale A first mate and a skipper Who helps me to set sail.



He offers strength and guidance A helmsman at the wheel An ever-steady beam of light A fortress made of steel.



He's the master of the ocean My refuge and my rock A harbor that I turn to My anchor at life's dock.



He's a mighty sailing warrior A helping hand indeed A pilot through the churning waves He meets my every need.



He's the One I always run to When the waves won't let me be The lighthouse that I turn to On a rough and troubled sea.



He's a smoothly sailing vessel A refuge from the storm The gentle breeze that sends me to An island, sweet and warm.



He's a brave and fearless skipper A shelter from the heat Water when I'm thirsty A vessel filled with wheat.



He's a sure and steady sailor My Captain on life's sea No matter where I journey He goes along with me.

Submitted: November 01, 2017

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Jesus was a sailor
When he walked upon the water
And he spent a long time watching
From his lonely wooden tower
And when he knew for certain
Only drowning men could see him
He said "All men will be sailors then
Until the sea shall free them"
But he himself was broken
Long before the sky would open
Forsaken, almost human
He sank beneath your wisdom like a stone
And you want to travel with him
And you want to travel blind
And you think maybe you'll trust him
For he's touched your perfect body with his mind

I have a friend in Jesus
Who guides me through the gale
A first mate and a skipper
Who helps me to set sail.

He offers strength and guidance
A helmsman at the wheel
An ever-steady beam of light
A fortress made of steel.

He's the master of the ocean
My refuge and my rock
A harbor that I turn to
My anchor at life's dock.

He's a mighty sailing warrior
A helping hand indeed
A pilot through the churning waves
He meets my every need.

He's the One I always run to
When the waves won't let me be
The lighthouse that I turn to
On a rough and troubled sea.

He's a smoothly sailing vessel
A refuge from the storm
The gentle breeze that sends me to
An island, sweet and warm.

He's a brave and fearless skipper
A shelter from the heat
Water when I'm thirsty
A vessel filled with wheat.

He's a sure and steady sailor
My Captain on life's sea
No matter where I journey
He goes along with me.

 


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