Lyrics
Like the salty breeze upon on my face,
The drifting tide's steadfast embrace,
A Lover sailing on the sea:
Your love calls out to me
Like a lonely gull pulled out by wind,
A waning lantern, lit but dimmed,
A lover sitting at the shore:
Please help me wait for more
Erode away my foolish pride,
Strip foundations made of sand
Here in Your heart space I'll abide
Your Love, bedrock, my land
Like the winter sun in times of blue,
The blooming flowers, life anew,
An arborist tending blackened oak:
Your love holds onto hope
Like an orphaned deer who longs for streams,
An aged widow whose ring still gleams,
A worried mother waiting up:
Please help me not give up
Erode away my foolish pride,
Strip foundations made of sand
Here in Your heart space I'll abide
Your Love, bedrock, my land
When darkness veils His lovely face,
I rest on His unchanging grace;
In every high and stormy gale,
My anchor holds within the veil
On Christ the solid Rock I stand,
All other ground is sinking sand,
All other ground is sinking sand
