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Troublesome waters much blacker than night |
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Are hiding from view of the harbor's bright lights |
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Tossed in the turmoil of life's stormy sea I cry to my Saviour have mercy on me |
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Then gently I'm feeling the touch of his hands guiding my boat in safely to land |
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Leading the way to heaven's bright shore |
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Troublesome waters I'm fearing no more |
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Troublesome waters around me do roll they're rocking my boat and racking my soul |
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Loved ones are drifting and living in sin the treacherous whirlpools are pulling them in |
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Then gently I'm feeling... |
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When troublesome waters are rolling so high I'll lift up my voice and to heaven I'll cry |
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My Lord I am trusting give guidance to me and steady my boat on life's troubled sea |
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Then gently I'm feeling... |
