Gospel Ship

Lord, let us be on your ship’s prow
     In Holy Spirit’s wind,
And daily we’ll renew our vows
   As us to world you send.

Upon the Church’s cutting edge
     We catch the Spirit’s breeze,
As in the world we drive a wedge
     And plant New Eden’s Tree–

That new Tree in the shape of Cross
     On hill named Golgotha–
Tree planted in that dung and dross
     Is where Maranatha

Transforms all earth from Hell’s cesspool
     To Heaven’s waterfall–
A place where virtue now will rule:
     Be baptized, all are called.

We’re called by One baptizes us
     With Holy Spirit’s fire;
New life He gives to Eden’s dust
     That dampens Satan’s ire.

Then all climb on that Gospel Ship,
     The Holy Spirit’s Ark.
Off that same ship we never slip;
We’re saved from our grave’s dark.

We sail on in to Heaven’s light
     To Jesus’ mercy seat.
We bask in glow of Mary’s sight;
Our King and Queen we meet.

We all now see that good Ship’s port
Is place where Father dwells–
By Mary welcomed to His court
With our Emmanuel.,