Out from the Darkness

Set sail

The dock I stand upon

It wobbles, it creaks.

The gulls sounding with their beaks

Dare not to rest hereon.

My ship sails toward afar off

I know not how long I wait

Only the ship ahead holds my fate

and here I stand with groan and cough.

You sent me a guardian since long ago;

Ne'er have I seen but know he is.

The spirit also You sent, comfort to feel;

Both to accompany me when I go.

In a moment I take my eyes away 

from the ship still so far

To study the little Book black as tar

and the Spirit shows me the way.

I glance up from the pages

to see the beauty of th' sea

to know that You have set me free

and see the ship after ages.

The ship is not fancy, tis not broken

but comes to port with ease.

"Come aboard, if you please.

Will you sail with Him to the end?"

Why do I hesitate to board?

Had I not dared to swim out

despite the waves that tossed about?

Why do I stand as tied with a cord?

I look back at the Book;

Your will clearly I see

To travel upon the sea

to tell Your love from this Book.

I feel a nudge in my heart

and someone holds my hand

and we leave the dock, the land

to do Your will, my part.

The ship has left the port,

I in it but You are there;

Your Spirit, Your angel, with me to bear.

We gather others who wait outside their fort.