Rescue

The depth of transgression is deep as the sea
And under the water, way down there was me
Drowning in pain and misery

But I am one who jumped into this ocean
I thought I could swim or go through the motion
But this sea drowns all who leave their devotion

From the boat the sea seemed cool and calm
A relief from the sun shining hard down upon
Just a quick jump, I’ll hardly be gone

The water was not cool, but fatally cold
Freezing my mind, I’d never been told
That this sea is always ever so bold

I tried to swim back with all that's within
Back to the Boat, back again to begin
I'd makeup for the mistake; atone for my sin

Truth is this sea cannot be swum,
It cannot be fought, it cannot be won
Battling the waves and the drowning’s begun

The salt blinded my eyes and closed up my lips
The waves beat my body like the cracking of whips
Losing all feeling from toes to fingertips

I realize that I have but only one plea
Only one way to battle this sea
Since I cannot swim, the Boat must find me

Indeed I was found by that merciful Ship
Yet how could I escape the sea’s terrible grip
My feet are so wet and surely will slip

And even if I did return to that Boat
I may look back and to the sea gloat
And jump back, like a fool, expecting to float

As I looked upon that Ship so true
I see it is manned by an incredible crew
And there was one sailor who I well knew

I should have cried out, my great need to tell
But it was my choice, how could I yell
It would be a lie to say that I fell

The sailor, whose beauty is beyond compare,
Yelled, ‘What are you doing way down there?
And why have left this ship so fair?’

I finally shouted out over the crashing sea,
“I am drowning dear sailor please help me”
Over the waves she heard my desperate plea

She had mercy on me and threw out a line
A way out of the waves and the sea full of brine
A way back onto that boat ever divine

Other sailors, too, helped pull me back in
Rescuing me from the sea of deep sin
Winning the battle alone I could not win

It is not over, the victory is not yet mine
I’ve just left the sea and still smell of the brine
Still fearing I’ll again leave this Ship so fine

I must learn other ways to cool down from the heat
And even when hot never to retreat
So my time in the sea will never repeat

I will stay in the boat and work with the crew
Being ever honest and remaining ever true
To the woman whom to me a rope threw

That woman’s my wife, who to my aid ran
The boat is the Savior and God’s awesome plan
The sailors are Gods’ Church who help hand-in-hand

And I am the fool who jumped into the sea
The man who was rescued, that too was me
The one who is and always will be
Thankful for the Boat who conquers the sea!