• J Alan R

It’s Always Grace


Cast upon the waves of destruction,

In an ark without rudder or sail,

God’s outstretched hands of mercy

Guided Noah safely to a mountain top.

Cast upon the waves of distraction,

In a boat poised to capsize surely,

Jesus’ commanding the seas be still

Guided his chosen safely to distant shore.


If it wasn’t the ark, or even the boat,

What then must be the difference

For vessels of note and their company,

To arrive according to divine destiny?


No matter the storm, no matter the ship,

Those contained there in either case

By God’s hands they were carried…

Testifying true, it’s always been grace.


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