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