In the passenger seat, I lay my head to rest,
With an experienced hand at the helm, I'm blessed.
Asleep I fall, with faith so deep and real,
In the skill of the one who grips the wheel.

The road may twist, the night may steal the light,
Yet in these hands, I find my fear takes flight.
For just as in the car, I trust and feel,
So in life's drive, I pray, "Oh Jesus, take the wheel."

No matter the path, the steepness of the hill,
With Him guiding, my heart remains still.
Through storms and sunshine, His love does reveal,
Peace and Contentment, with Him at the wheel.

Each turn, each journey, His presence I feel,
In trust, I surrender, no longer to deal.
With faith, I travel, His strength as my keel,
"Oh Jesus, take the wheel," my soul's earnest appeal.

So as I ride, in passenger's seat or life's reel,
I'm comforted by His love, which forever is real.
With Jesus navigating, no fear shall I conceal,
For in His hands, true peace and contentment I feel. 

October 8, 2024
Created by
MarkWaldrop