Dear God ,I Cried
I had set sail upon the sea of darkness
My masts were broke in two
the sails were torn and shredded
there was no captain of the crew
Drifting upon a sea of heartache
heading for the rocky coast
All had abandoned this sinking ship
I was left here with the ghost's
The waves were crashing round me
The wind was at full gale
Water flowed beneath the deck
I had no choice but to cut the sails
Through the howling of the wind
My body wracked with pain
there upon the broken bow
I Saw the Anchor chained
I set the anchor tumbling
into the heaving briny sea
I held on to the ships rail,
waited for the sea to swallow me
But the Anchor held...
In the midst of the storm....
The Anchor held steadfast.....
Though I was battered and torn......
Then I saw the Captain
through the mist of the sea
He was not alone
I swore I saw three
The Anchor held fast
as storm clouds ripped by
I could not believe
what I saw with burning eyes
There was the CAPTAIN,
The ANCHOR by his side
And a Ghostlike SPIRIT,
towards Heaven the THREE did rise
I was saved from the storm
By this wondrous crew of three
The Father, Son and Holy Ghost
Who heard a broken mans plea...
Dear God, I cried...
Boondocker \ 2001
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