The sea is black, the waters rage, the ship is tossed about,
The helmsman cannot hold the wheel; this is the end, no doubt.
The shipmates talk among themselves and finally agree,
The time to call on God is now and humbly bow their knee.
So to the center of the ship they gather in a crowd,
And ask their faithful Captain if he'll lead a prayer aloud.
A sadder scene you'll never see, for all their hope is lost,
Down with the ship they'll bravely go, no matter what the cost.
But suddenly the helmsman shouts & says,"friends have no fear,
I see the Lighthouse, we are saved, have faith for land is near!"
And so it is with us today, we sail away from shore,
We think that all is well and life will go on as before.
Life's storms arise, the ship is tossed, and we lose sight of land,
Then suddenly we realize our life is out of hand.
Within ourselves we know there's nothing left for us to do,
Except to call on God and hope His Lighthouse will come thru
So just before we sink, we see our stalwart Lighthouse shine;
Jesus is our Lighthouse, and He's always right on time!

Donna S. Mullis