On Christ

Trapped and powerless let us pray
Listing far we touch a rock
Deep below the monsters wait
Swimming, waiting, in the dark.

Put a hand upon the stone
Touch the thing that does not move
Feel the chill down to the bone
Stand and wait your soul to prove.

A heart is lost upon the sea
And cannot make it far alone
Let your heart seek now its lee
And find its shelter with the stone.

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