I am an ocean wave, grasping for the rocks.
There’s no need for time, nor for any clocks.
God has a future planned, planned for you and me,
But wait he has a plan, to spend it joyfully.
Gods given me this gift, the ocean I patrol,
But when the storms get rough, I let him take control.
And though sometimes I must, do things on my own,
I know that he’ll be waiting, so I’m not alone.
I have so much power, to knock down a tower
But it is also gentle, to give the cliffs a shower.
You see I have a job, to ride the oceans tide
And when I reach the shore, those little shells I’ll hide.
The one who has a plan, makes my timing perfect.
Though I may mess up, to God those waves are worth it.
Reaching, reaching, reaching, for the farthest shore;
That’s my job all day, that’s what I do no more.
I’ve been given life, a future from above;
I have a destiny, full of promises and love.