I need Thee Lord
To steer my craft
Among life's stormy sea
To safely reach
That higher destiny
Where sorrows cease
And loved ones wait ashore
Dark nights ahead
The lighthouse dim to me
Uncertain - scared
I give this craft to Thee
Thou long ago
Life's sorrows braved
And safely crossed
Each "towering wave"
In Thy scarred Hand
The craft is saved!
- Jennifer Rene Daniel
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