Amid the Sea
Alone on an island far and free,
Life survives amid the sea.
Neither wind nor swirling sand can tempt,
Life from its heavenly tent.
No life is safer no joy more complete
Than be from beneath the tempter’s feet.
Hunger and thirst entice the soul
Within the flesh they quickly grow.
The scourging wind, and blistering sun
Rake the skin and sear the tongue.
Death’s hovering flight prowls the day
And chill of night.
As steps become weaker
And drag in the sand,
Whispers of hope lend forth a hand;
“Where dwells salvation swells from a Spring;
Therein is safety and pastures of green.”
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