Oh take my in your boat, please do
Take me till all this is through
Take me until shore brings hope
And daylight dawns not the end of my rope.

In you, my God, is who I am
In you, your boat, may I land?
Oh father to your feet I come
Your magnificent, beautiful feet I come.

Oh safety midst the agony.
The parody.
False identity.
Desperately.

And may I be at land with you
When all is done
All is through.

May I meet your beacon there
A love not rare.
Do I dare?

I do dare, yes
To feel your warmth.
To trust your bow, and anchor there.

So let’s set sail.
I’ll not look back.
We’ll call it truth.
We’ll make a pact.

They’ll think I’m crazy
Good! That’s great!
Less to weight the boat with,
Little freight.

With you the storms are sheltered,
With you the wind is calm.
With you, dear Savior I am ready
And the sails become your palms.