Palm trees bending Sets are heavy Over dams And over levies God just sent a letter And for some it breeds anticipation Talk of permanent vacation Wise guys read the weather The Good Book maps The Big Returning So the fire burns In the heart's a yearning Deeper than the ocean And "Surf's up!" cries the sinking swimmer As the clouds move in And the light grows dimmer Resolve in our devotion A good sailor knows Which way the wind blows The Word is heard The earth is shaking Troubles stirred The waves are breaking Over every nation But remember, all you sons and daughters, Jesus walked upon the water And faith is our vocation So we'll know just where we're headin' A map and compass point to heaven No time for indecision Though the water's deep And the wind it wails Batten down the hatch and set the sails We've got the right provisions A good sailor knows Which way the wind blows A good sailor knows Which root is apropos In the meantime we'll be fishers of men And our love line will find them And gently reel them in