
J Alan R
Tides

I go to hear the ocean's waves say to me:
"Peace I leave with you,
My peace I give to you."
I go to see foam bubbles write in the sand: "Come to Me My weary, And I will give you rest."
I go to give thanks to the Son on high: "For causing my storms to still, And hushing their roar in me."
John 14:27 Matthew 11:28 Psalm 107:29