Tiny ship— on the ocean’s stormy waters
ill-equipped— for the stormy winds and waves
bound to sail away
bound to sail away
God bless you dear as you sail away
God carry you— to the setting of the sun
we barely knew— you in this passing world
we love you anyway
we love you anyway
God bless you dear as you sail away
God bless you— as you sail toward the Light
helpless in— His gentle loving arms
wish you could— have stayed
but you go— another way
God bless you dear as you sail away
Tiny Ship—
You’re not alone—
Little One—
You’re going home—
One day we’re sailing unto you
Old souls meeting there anew
God bless you dear as you sail away
God bless you dear we’ll meet again one day
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“And now he has died. Why this, that I should fast? Am I able to bring him back again? I shall go to him, but he shall not return to me.” (2 Samuel 12:23, LITV)