Although I am no sailor, yet I had a little boat
I did not know how to steer it, so I just let it float
And I wandered on without a care, till I reached the path
Where the dark waters threatened me and fear gripped my heart
I watched in fright and terror as the waves began to rise
My little boat rocked as the wind drowned my cries
of despair, death and darkness were these mighty waves built
The wind was filled with hatred and my boat begin to tilt
Untill I felt a touch, one of the softest kinds
Yet it had the power to drive the terrror from my mind
I saw the waves fall back into a peaceful calm
And the fierce mighty wind began to sing a psalm
I expected to see my saviour Almighty and a glow
At whose command the raging wind would even cease to blow
With a bursting heart I turned myself around to see
And all I saw was a simple Man who looked just like me.
He just gave me a quiet smile as He took the oars
And said “Child” its still a long way to the shore
So let me row your boat, as I see its such a must
All you need is My grace and love, but I just want your trust”.
In stormy nights and clear days, my boat now simply sails
Jesus has the oars now, His love never fails.
Waves of peace and mercy, wash me to the core
Winds of hope and truthfulness push my boat towards the shore.