Lost At Sea
As the wind shift and the storm was unbearable,
My boat started to guide towards the shore
I was afraid yet anxious, how I was going to make it home
I was so alone sailing in the darkness of the night
I felt asleep thinking of yesterdays
and now I'm ready to face the victory of God's
pray. I'm still sailing, yes I'm alive, my boat has reached its dock
Written By: Sharon Lee
Copyright © Sharon Lee | Year Posted 2011
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