
Lost At Sea Fatherless children Washed away By sand and high tides, Churning from day To the ocean. Restless, roiling Cold and deep No mooring, no anchor Their soul to keep From the dark Shoot uprooted Deaf and blind, Dreaming of harbor, Seeking a sign Of the light Abba, find them Arms above Oh, draw them near you Great heart of love Throb them whole “Sons to their fathers” Our cry to you, As is in heaven Your promise true By your Spirit