The gentle seas,so soft, so calm,
Their beauty is so very strong;
All the days that I shall live;
I will never see skies so blue.
Skies that take my breath away;
Skies that do not plan to stray;
And, oh, the flowers I might pick,
And all the suckers I might lick,
All the creatures on this earth;
Are a privilege, sent from god.
All these creatures,
All these things;
I feel as if I could have wings.
Dear God, I pray,
Guide me today,
To take all this strongly;
To keep this in my heart:
The gentle seas,
The skies so blue,
Are a privilege;
Sent from you.
