Shipwrecked

Shipwrecked


Some could swim

And some seemed helpless

Furious waves

Their ship attacked

Gone the load

And gone the sunshine

One last meal

For strength they lacked.

But a prisoner

Still in shackles

Gave them hope

That all might pass.

True, his God

Had seen the danger

Brought the shore

Of rest at last.

Down the anchors

Share the wreckage

Bits and boards

To buoy their swim

“Off for land

Ye hardy ship-mates

Just put all your

Trust in Him!”

Not so pretty

Seemed this passing

Soaking rats

Not hardly men

But a captive’s

Dauntless message

Brought all safe

Ashore again.

　

Acts 27