Oh give me mercy for my dreams

‘Cause every confrontation seems to tell me

What it really means

To be this lonely sailor

And when the sky begins to clear

The sun it melts away my fear

And I cry a silent weary tear

For those who mean to love me…

The distance it is no real friend

And time will take its time

And you will find that in the end

It brings you me

This lonely sailor

And when You take me by the hand

And You love me, Lord, You love me

And I should have realized

I had no reasons to be frightened

Oh I am ready for the storm

Rich Mullins “Ready for the Storm”

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