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."

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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.

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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."