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,

O let me feel your freshening breeze,

and I’ll put back to sea.

If ever I forget your love

and how that love was shown,

lift high the blood-red flag above;

it bears your name alone.

Great pilot of my onward way,

you will not let me drift;

I feel the winds of God today,

today my sail I lift.

— Jessie Adams, 1907

Vocal Performance by Rachel Hardy