My Race

Sea is raged upto the high
Ship is moved in unknown way
And there arose a great storm of wind,
And the waves beat into the ship
Jesus come and be with us
Be the sailor of my ship;
Make the sea, to be still and stand before me
And make me to pass over.


One who step on to the ship
Heavy grief, pain come unto you
Rock, lightning, thundering, voices
Every thing will obey to you;
You are the light in my Darkness
You are the shadow in the summer,
You are the way in my race,
You are my life in my death.


My heart will look unto you
In the time of merrry and grief,
My spirit will stay unto you
In the place of your kingdom;
These are the light things to you Oh! Lord!!
Just a word is enough to move,
Since, you are the sailor of my ship,
I will reach my race, definetely!!!