I am overwhelmed,
tired in mind-body-spirit,
desperate lest I lose my grip,
like a new swimmer fears to have
the kicking board slip from her grasp.
“I cannot swim any further,” my soul cries, but
my feet have no hope of finding support in the depths.
Save me, Jesus! Catch me up in your raft or else
teach my feet the faith of walking on water.
Cast the waves far from me or give me
strength beyond my strength to swim.
Hear the cries of this land-loving
soul, O God of the oceans,
O Jesus my savior.