69 Drowning in Faith

Waters rise up to my neck. No firm ground my feet detect.

I'm sinking fast in this dark sea. No place to stand,

no way to flee. I'm drowning in the deep. Oh

Lord, my soul you keep. The waves they crash,

they roar, they pull, but your love breaks through it all.

I'm worn from crying day and night. My throat is raw,

my eyes lose sight. Enemies mock, their lies abound. But I'm still

here on holy ground. I lift my voice, though weak and