Poetry for Sailors

AN IRISH BLESSING

May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
And the rains fall soft upon your fields.
And, until we meet again,
May God hold you inthe hollow of his hand.

MY BEAUFIFUL CRUISE

I borrowed a poem from the sky,
And music from a bird,
I stole a chime out of the wind,
And from the clouds a word.

I borrowed a song from the waves,
A prayer from the silver rain,
I took the whispers of angels,
To fill the jib and the main.

As each little thing was added,
It really could not fail,
With God's help I put in my mind,
A wonderful relaxing sail!

  (adapted from "My Beautiful Day"
  by Marion Schoeberlein)

THE EDGE OF NIGHT

Today I walked beside the sea
and felft my Savior there with me.
We left no footprints int he sand
for the tide erased them from the land.

The sun began to fill the sky
with scalet ribbons floaiting high,
and amber clouds that once were white
changed to gold at the edge of night.

The winds caressed me like a prayer
because they knew that God was there,
and in the twilight's purple haze
my heart was filled with joyful praise.

  Clay Harrison

A NEW BEGINNING

Each day's a new beginning,
We sail an unknown course,
But if we trust the Master
And seek Him as our source,
He'll guide our ship of hours
As we strive to chart our way,
And we'll feel a reassurance
That will comfort all the day.
For when we ask our Father
To help us at day's help,
He'll strengthen and sustain us
With love to overwhelm.

  Virginia Borman Grimmer
Cast me not off in my old age;
As my strength fails, forsake me not...
    Psalm 71:9

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