Lord, as I stand on the rolling deck
      To view the restless sea
With its wide expanse of darkened sky,
     You seem so far from me.

Intrepid youth should feel no fear,
     But I have a load of care
For the safety of our ship and men.
     Lord, hear my earnest prayer:

That I be true to every task;
     May no fault lie with me.
Whatever danger may arise,
     As we sail the raging sea.

May I be calm and know that You
     Can still the wind and wave,
And be assured in perfect trust
     That You have the power to save.

When the moon sheds beams from a starlit sky,
     I feel near to You again,
For the same moon shines on my loved ones, too,
     And I thank You, Lord......Amen.

This poem was sent to Mark Bradley by his Father who was concerned about the safety of his only son.