When tossed to and fro, the sea of time bruises my heart and soul.
I look to him who rides the wind,
I look to him to rescue me.
When nights are dark and lonesome comes to near,
He hears me when I cry.
Night becomes as day, when he sooths my very soul.
Coldness becomes as warmth,as his hand reaches mine.
A hedge he puts around me, angels encamp round about.
When I know not direction, he shines his light my way.
He discipline's with love to lead and guide as I walk.
When poverty comes to my door, he gives me of his wealth.
He causes the heathen to give me, all I will ever need.
When my foundation is shaken,he is the rock ,I stand upon.
He said ,I inherited the earth for my own posession.
I will not loose or ever be without,
Jesus is my friend, I will talk to him.