O my soul,
A sea of bad news is the brine
That makes hearts thirst for living waters.
You were created for such a time as this –
Take your stand before the darkness,
Proclaiming freedom to captives.
The Love that saved you
Is still saving;
The Hope that enraptured you
Is still dawning;
The Maker of heaven and earth lifts your head.

So bow down to your worthy God;
Worship the Alpha and Omega.
Feel the scars of the hands that hold you;
Even in the chaos His purpose stands.
Arise, my soul –
Walk with Him who rules the waves,
Breathe the salty breeze,
And speak life.