I feel the winds of God today
Today my sail I lift
Though heavy, oft with drenching spray
And torn with many a rift.

If hope but light the water's crest
And Christ my bark will use
I'll seek the seas at His behest
And brave another cruise.

It is the wind of God that dries
My vain regretful tears
Until with braver thoughts shall rise
The purer, brighter years.

If cast on shores of selfish ease
Or pleasure I should be
Lord, let me feel Thy freshening breeze
And I'll put back to sea.

If ever I forget Thy love
And how that love was shown
Lift high the blood red flag above
It bears Thy Name alone.

Great Pilot of my onward way
Thou wilt not let me drift
I feel the winds of God today
Today my sail I lift.

- Jesse Adams 1906; Copyright: Public Domain

(Jesse Adams was born in Ipswich, Suffolk, England, September 9, 1863 and died July 15, 954, in York, England). She was a member of the Society of Friends (th Quakers). She preferred anonymity during her life. She was a progressive teacher and a leader of the local adult school in Frimley, England.)