The Squall and The Calmer
A poem about the raging the sea and the one who has power over it.
|The Sprit of God moves through the deep 15 lines
Filled with creatures and dead souls that sleep
The waves writhe and the tides rise like a wall
Tempests wreak havoc in a violent squall
The helmsman panics as his vessel is broken
Yet the call to God he leaves unspoken
He fears and dreads his impending death
At last he pleads with his final breath
“God I pray come to my rescue!”
“I admit my sin repent before you”
Then he came and tamed the sea
The storm subdues and quickly flees
At last upon the water is peace
The lone seaman gives then gives praise
To God alone and his merciful ways
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