Diamond in the Rough

by Beth Longwell
(USA)

Just when I think I have a sight
What he wishes for me
I think I know just what he wants
For me to think and be

It always seems to plunge me down
To find out that I'm wrong
The waves crash over all my soul
They come too fast, too strong

Then Jesus comes and lifts me up
Above the stormy sea
He holds me in that nail scarred hand
And there he talks to me

He shows a glimpse of what I need
A pathway hard and tough
Then shows that he will walk with me
A "diamond in the rough"