I Only Ask A Little Grace

When storms of sharp distress invade
The sanctity of serenity;
When tempests up-end my happy sailboat,
And cast the sand on me--
I only ask a little grace
From Your almighty store
To lift me from the troubled waves
And set my feet on shore.

When loud the screaming ocean roars
With breakers on the shoal,
That shatter rocks with thund'rous force
And trembles in my soul,
I only ask a little grace
From Your almighty store,
To lift me from the troubled waves
And set my feet on shore.

When mirey clay bogs my feet
Into the deep sea-depth,
And the jaws of Death spring open
To leave my soul bereft,
I only ask a little grace
From Your Eternal store,
To lift me high above earth's realm
-And set my feet on Heav'n's Shore!