Safe Harbor
By George Thurlow
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Life's a journey upon the deep, And my compass safely keeps: Me true on course and straight ahead. Wind and weather I do not dread. I keep my eye upon the beam, Even in fog when lost I seem; For my compass steers me right Even on the darkest night. I plot my course and then I steer, And from rocks and shoals I veer. I keep my bow headed in To wind and waves that would do me in. And though the gale would capsize me, My anchor's fastened steadfastly. I ride out the storm tossed waves For I know that I'll be saved. And once the sea again is still, Into my hands I'll take the til'. For I know that soon I'll see The safe harbor waiting me. In this port I'll safely dwell; No more to fight the wind and swells. In this cove securely moored I'll spend eternity with my Lord. *This poem was put to music by Diane Fenderson and is featured on her CD "I'll Trust The Potter's Hand 2012. |
