someday I will sail the open seas,
searching for a great perhaps,
as I ride the waves with little haste,
hoping I'll find my rest.
this world is cold, dark and cruel,
our treasures befitting fools,
what's left is a faith and hope,
in Jesus, my God, my love!
I seek to search out the deepest treasures You have hidden,
to gaze upon the beauty of Your creations,
oh, how it amazes me! how we are filled with Your glory,
yet our lives tell a story of flaws and tragedy..
searching for a great perhaps,
as I ride the waves with little haste,
hoping I'll find my rest.
this world is cold, dark and cruel,
our treasures befitting fools,
what's left is a faith and hope,
in Jesus, my God, my love!
I seek to search out the deepest treasures You have hidden,
to gaze upon the beauty of Your creations,
oh, how it amazes me! how we are filled with Your glory,
yet our lives tell a story of flaws and tragedy..
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