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There alone it sits as rippling waves sway
As each one hits there sitting in the bay
It has dreams this little old rickety vessel
For oh! what all seems, within its own will 

But it's anchored the ocean being so vast
Not being secured that boat wouldn't last
Storms so rough full of powerful waves
All that stuff comes of what one craves

The others around are often on their way
Saying all that they found as here I stay
Looking at the horizon jolted by the wake
Missing out on the fun oh for Pete's sake

With a sudden gust that anchor untied
For all he lust this little boat now tried
Down the channel and soon far out to sea
What he couldn't see is now he wasn't free

Soon it was the night with nothing around 
Picturing a sight when he was safely bound
As the waves grew and that boat was tossed
As like you never knew this boat felt so lost

When a Light came as I was about to sink
He called me by name saving me in a blink
Bringing me back Home, He anchored me tight
So I wouldn't roam always being in His Sight

 Hebrews 6:19	
Which hope we have as an anchor of the soul, 
both sure and stedfast,
and which entereth into that within the veil;

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