Sailing through life.

Cling

man-on-ship

When my ship sets sail out to sea

Thoughts of you stay with me

As I travel throughout the land

Safe in my faith, guided by your hand

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When stormy weather comes in to play

I cling to the mast and begin to pray

knowing that you are always near

makes me calm and quells my fear

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In your fold I belong

My trust in you is forever strong

When my ship returns to dry land

I give thanks to you as you release my hand.

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