I am the captain of a ship named Soul
I Sailed my ship aimselly to and fro

With no charting of where to sail
I found myself in a stormy gail

The sales became tattered and torn
The crew became tired and forlorn 

Running aground on the sharp rocks
Surely no more time left on our clocks 

I prayed to the Great I AM I am in Your Hands
A voice look to the East, and you shall see
I AM on that Great Galleon to save thee

Never again becoming the Captain of My Broken Soul
Sundering the sailing to, The I AM who rescued My Soul

December 22, 2023
MarkWaldrop