Wavy Baby
In His hand is where I wanna be
In His hand, I am a wave of the sea
Forceful
But, obedient
I travel miles
I might be omnipresent
From Ocean to Ocean
I drift
But, when He tells me to stop
I rest on the sand and return 2 the Sea
In His hand is where I wanna be
Obedient like a wave of the sea
“Who kept the sea inside its boundaries as it burst from the womb, and as I clothed it with clouds and wrapped it in thick darkness? For I locked it behind barred gates, limiting its shores. I said, ‘This far and no farther will you come. Here your proud waves must stop!”
