Canvas of silk and swift may unfold,
As the sails had struck the sky of gold,
upon the horizon that starlight caress,
may we persist in all that He bless.
When the mast lay in fragments before our captain,
may he forgive and lay to rest our faults again.
When the sails are torn and path unclear,
may the soul endure and in His way endear,
As our heavenly Father hath ordained,
may we invest in treasures that remain.