Farewell

I stepped out on the crashing waves,
Into the blinding sheets of rain,
I’ve left behind the world I loved
In hope of what I now will gain;

The darkness grabs me by the throat,
I’ve stepped into the hands of fear—
But they can’t harm me, though they try
For Christ is standing with me here,

The victor over death itself
Is holding firmly to my hand,
By faith I follow where He leads
And bid farewell to land. 

© Benjamin Graber
bgraber@neo.rr.com