Adrift in a sinking ship without a rudder
This thing called life makes us stutter

At the call, God has given His nominees
Through the storms, they just cannot see…

The destiny He’d already designed
From the foundation of the earth, He had a plan in mind

The place we are supposed to be going
The Holy Ghost has all the knowing

Guiding us onto the course of Truth
Where our ships shall be absolute

And northernly bound on a sea
Spoken into existence by Thee

Thank You Father for keeping Your word
Jesus is the sweetest name we ever heard!

Who keeps us afloat as we head for the Promise land
With all His love in an outreached hand

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