In the Holy Spirit, with whom I confide,
he restores my strength through each blustery ride.
His peace keeps my panic from the gale at bay
and his lighthouse breaks the night into crumbs of clay.
I will seize the perilous waters and never drown
because even the storm whispers, “His grace abounds!”
Grace, through Jesus Christ, is plentiful in keeping us walking on water as opposed to drowning in the rough seas of life.
The Lighthouse moves toward the direction of faith (trust) in him.
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