Steer By The Stars
Steer by the stars
Not by the bow
Set the sails tight
Furrow your brow
High rising waves
wash o'er the side
Whistling winds
Peril the ride
Many of men
Ride on this sea
Toss'd to and fro
Wreckless, carefree
Stablish your course
Grip firm the wheel
Gain help above
Hold even keel
Glide in the sun
Watchful at night
Settle your heart
Trust in His might
Soon to the port,
Safe you'll arrive
Cargo secure
Happy, alive
So, look straight ahead
steer by the stars
Charting the course
Vic'try is ours!
by David C Rogers
This poem is about:
Me