I set off relying on human strength,
I embarked on a vast ocean that doesn't lack blues.
And the turbulent time drew me near a demise,
The fragility of my body drew me to the bottom.
On the way, I met a little fighter—
A little girl struggling to stay afloat –
Her heart was soaked with tears,
And surrender was a common surge.
The suffering was shattering apart her vessel,
At a young start,
It was drowning someone that used to fly.
Then you rescued her,
Before she hit the deep blue,
You grabbed her hand—and brought her back to the surface,
You solaced her with love and mercy,
Even though the route was dreadful,
You transformed her life,
Granting redemption through Christ —
Redirecting her destination,
You adopted her as one of yours,
And in the vast ocean, your grace always soars as a white dove,
You heal the ill — giving endless strength to fragile ones.
In the deep and stormy waters
Hear his voice saying 'Peace, be still!',
Let faith raise and the sea will become calm.
©noreil
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