Song for Sunday

This song is taken from a puritan prayer book, The Valley of Vision. My boss gave me a copy as a gift when I left my job as a church secretary 8 years ago. Lovely prayers in this book.



My little bark sails on a restless sea,
Grant that Jesus may sit at the helm and steer me safely;
Suffer no adverse currents to divert my heavenward curse;
Let not my faith be wrecked amid storms and shoals;
Bring me to harbor with flying pennants, hull unbleached, cargo unspoiled.
I ask great things, expect great things, shall receive great things.
I venture on thee wholly, fully, my wind, sunshine, anchor, defense.
The voyage is long, the waves high, the storms pitiless, but my helm is held steady, thy Word secures safe passage, they grace wafts me onward, my haven is guaranteed.
This day will bring me nearer home,
Grant me holy consistency in every transaction, my peace flowing as a running tide,
my righteousness as every chasing wave.
Help me to live circumspectly, with skill to convert every care into prayer,
Halo my path with gentleness and love, smooth every asperity of temper;
let me not forget how easy it is to occasion grief; may I strive to bind up every wound,                 and pour oil on all troubled waters.
May the world this day be happier and better because I live.
Let my mast before me be the Saviour’s cross, and every oncoming wave the fountain in his side.
Help me, protect me in the moving sea until I reach the shore of unceasing praise.

Song for Sunday


Saw Todd Agnew perform at an outdoor festival some years ago. I love his music. It was a beautiful sunny day, not a cloud in the sky. When he started singing this song a gentle rain started falling! It was an amazing experience! It felt like God’s grace was gently falling on us. I’ll never forget it.