Peter O'Brien

Father,

This I seek, this I pray --

To harbor in Jesus, Your Son,

The Divine-Harbor, the Grace-Harbor,

And there, cast my anchor in this Deep --

A Refuge beyond the pirate demon's reach,

A Shelter to moor my soul's vessel and be

Out of the world's creeping fog that crawls ghostlike.

This I seek, this I pray --

To port in Jesus, Your Son,

The Divine-Port, the Grace-Port,

And there, on this Sacred Dock,

Unload my cargo of sins

To load pardon,

Unload my questions

To load trust,

Unload my darkness

To load light,

Unload my shut soul

To load an open soul.

Then, I am ready to leave this Grace-Haven

For the sea passage -- whether

On waters treacherous and terrible, or

On waters still and silent.

With a passage free and easy, for

I sail with Jesus in my soul's hold.