Troublesome WatersG

Troublesome waters,
much blacker than night,
Are hiding from view,
the harbour's bright light.
Tossed on the turmoil
of life's troubled sea,
I cried to my Saviour:
"Have mercy on me."
Then gently I'm feeling
the touch of his hand,
Guiding my boat
in safely to land.
Leading the way
to heaven's bright shore,
Where troublesome waters
I'm fearing no more.

Troublesome waters
around me do roll.
They're rocking my boat
and wrecking my soul.
Loved ones are drifting
and living in sin:
The treacherous whirlpools
are pulling them in
When troublesome waters
are rolling so high,
I lift up my voice
and to heaven, I cry:
"Lord, I am trusting.
Give guidance to me,
"And steady my boat
on life's troubled sea."