Strike Up The Wind

Strike up the wind
And let it blow
Fill these empty sails
And watch them flow
Push this ship along
Through the stormy seas
Take me to my home
Where my heart is free

I have traveled the world
And lived in foreign lands
I was captured and chained
By the slavers’ hands
In the darkness of the hold
I cried to be set free
And the God who made the seas
Heard and ransomed me
Now I’m free
Yes, I am free indeed

Strike up the wind
And let it blow
The breath of God will steer you
Where he wants you to go
The fire on the horizon’s
An eternal flame
To guide you to the land
That carries God’s own name

copyright 2019 Donald Paul Harris

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