The Second Book of Inspirational Poetry byIrene Beales
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In a sheltered cove surrounded by rocks
We find peace as the waves crash in,
'Tis a lovely sound - and much froth abounds,
There's no desire to reach out,
We ask no more than to be safe on the shore.
But when we stay near to the shore
Rocks clutter the path
And sandbanks rise to the fore,
Sheltered maybe - but disastrous to those
Who let down their anchor - their lives to moor.
The devil is quick and cunning
When we cling to the rocks near the shore,
We miss so much of the beauty
Because we fail to launch out -
And avail ourselves - from His treasure store.
Our prayer rises high - as we cry
Lord - send us out to sea,
Into the deep ocean of Thy love,
That we might learn - to trust in Thee
And gain a glorious victory.
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