I feel the winds of God today:
Today my sail I lift,
Though heavy oft with drenching spray,
And tom with many a rift:
If hope but light the waters' crest,
And Christ my bark will use,
I'll seek the seas at His behest
And brave another cruise.
It is the wind of God that dries
My vain, regretful tears,
Until with braver thoughts shall rise
The purer brighter years:
If cast on shores of selfish ease
Or pleasure I should be,
Lord, let me feel Thy freshening breeze
And I'll put back to sea.
If ever I forget Thy love
And how that love was shown,
Lift high the blood-red flag above:
It bears Thy name alone.
Great Pilot of my onward way,
Thou wilt not let me drift:
I feel the winds of God today,
Today my soul I lift.
Amen.
Jessie Adams (19th century)
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
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