Thy Sea, O God, So Great

(The fear of the LORD is the beginning of wisdom)

     Thy sea, O God, so great,
     My boat so small.
     It cannot be that any happy fate
     Will me befall
     Save as Thy goodness opens paths for me
     Through the consuming vastness of the sea.

     Thy winds, O God, so strong,
     So slight my sail.
     How could I curb and bit them on the long
     And saltry trail,
     Unless Thy love were mightier than the wrath
     Of all the tempests that beset my path?

     Thy world, O God, so fierce,
     And I so frail.
     Yet, though its arrows threaten oft to pierce
     My fragile mail,
     Cities of refuge rise where dangers cease,
     Sweet silences abound, and all is peace.

~~ Winfred Ernest Garrison ~~