| My friend, is the going rough with troubled seas around
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| To angry when you set your soul and dark clouds on you frown
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| Have you ever looked for bread and only found a stone
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| But it’s because you’re paddeling your boat of life alone
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| Is the raft you once had charted now both blurred and marred
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| Is you soul and body weary, the task of rowin' hard
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| Have you ever looked for joy and disappointment known
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| But it’s bacause you’re paddeling your boat of life alone
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| My friend there is one who knows your every fault and sin
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| And he knows your trouble and your whole dear life of sin
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| So why not call on Jesus, He’ll help you safely on
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| Oh, my friend, it’s foolish to paddle all alone… |