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





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