The farthest shore I do not
see
Where your wind would blow
my boat.
I hold the sail and trust
the keel
Though the haven seems remote.
Ahead the clouds hang dark
and scowl
Commanding that I bolt.
Yes, waves arise and mock
my craft
And dare it to stay afloat.
Lead though me onward, Kindly
Light!
Lead me and provide a way.
For I am crew and mate and
guest.
And only you my guide to
rest.
And only you can show what's
best.
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