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The storm is fast approaching; you feel like racing for the shore
Your arms are awesome weary and your finger's getting sore
Pilgrim relax please don't be anxious; just put a smile upon your face
Your oars may be lost and your boat's sinking; mine is fast enough to race
I'll cherish and sail you with great pleasure' to the best and safest bay
For I'm the answer to your prayers 'anytime by night or day

The waves may clasp like thunder; so much you cringe inside in fright
You stare around you searching for land but none seems to be in sight
The horror of drowning overwhelms you and sharks are hovering all around
Be patient be cool, I'm getting closer to haul you unto higher ground
The port of our call you've never seen it, what joy on you the sight will bring!
The days are of gold, the nights are diamonds, its got just summer days and

spring!

Far from the stormy seas
That's where you always love to be
I'm here to see that dream come true
And I will always be with you

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