My eyes are drawn to the waves -
so many waves,
all around,
waves.
And my heart is turned toward fear -
to 'what if?',
to 'how long?',
to questions.
Yet, again, Jesus beckons -
my eyes to be fixed on, and
my heart to trust in,
him.
My eyes are drawn to the waves -
so many waves,
all around,
waves.
And my heart is turned toward fear -
to 'what if?',
to 'how long?',
to questions.
Yet, again, Jesus beckons -
my eyes to be fixed on, and
my heart to trust in,
him.