Source of my victory

In a turbulent ocean waters
I find myself;
So too are many like me;
In jeopardy is my life;
The shore so far off;
That bare eyes cannot see;
Storms rage against my ship;
Swinging it left and right;
Yet, unperturbed I look;
And you can’t understand;
What keeps me so calm; Good reason, I have;
Behind the ship captain
Your bare eyes do see
Is an invisible
Formidable one;
He has the hand of a master;
The best that ever lived;
Jesus, his name so divine;
With him I am getting to shore;
Safe and sound, I will,
In no distant time;
He is the source of every victory I have;

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