Exeter’s Quay by Rev’d Paul Collings
Psalm 107: 23-24 Some of you set sail in big ships; you put to sea to do business in faraway ports. Out at sea you saw God in action, saw his breathtaking ways with the ocean: With a word he called up the wind—an ocean storm, towering waves!
From distant lands and far off ports
Came many tales, seafare reports
How passage trade from cross the seas
Brought to our quay by sail filled breeze -
Those ships of oak. pitch tar and sail.
From harbour home through stormy gale
Each voyage crossing storm tossed seas
Would bring to port, vitals that ease;
Would ease the needs of kith and kin
Transporting neath the decks within
Delights for table, goods to share
And destined here to bring welfare.
Creator God of might and power,
Still here today new blessings shower,
As to each harbour of each soul
You bring your grace to make us whole.
With thankful hands we moor each barque
As if receiving Noah’s Ark
A vessel built to save, give life,
And banish doubt and danger, strife.
And as I sail life’s vessel, Lord
Please take the helm and guide assured
That I the right coursed journey take,
At your command, my own forsake.
The only real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes but in having new eyes. Marcel Proust
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