O how I love the ocean; fearsome yet gentle too
One day I’ll rest upon it and be carried home to You
Its constancy of surging is my best lullaby
However hard the day may be, the night flows gently by.
It reminds me of Your Spirit You said is always near
To comfort, check, and carry, and wipe away our tears
For all Your life was driven by passion for our God
And you are still beside us, steadying the steps we’ve trod.
A whisper from Your Spirit that comes with every wave
Says ‘Hear Me for I love you; it’s you I came to save’.
The ocean is my healing as it sets my thoughts on You
At night Your love revealing, Your voice still coming through.
Wyn Barratt March 2013