There’s a ship out on the desert Hull as dry as bone Wind blows through her rigging And sets the ragged sheets to moan On the deck there is a Captain Spyglass to ...
There’s a ship out on the desert Hull as dry as bone Wind blows through her rigging And sets the ragged sheets to moan On the deck there is a Captain Spyglass to his eye He believes that God Almighty Will not leave him high and dry
On the shifting, shifting sands of time On the shifting sands of time God stretches out his hand Makes an ocean from dry land Sails us home across the sands of time, the shifting sands of time
Now we walk upon this desert That stretches far and wide No water for our children But the salty tears we’ve cried Yet faith will build a new ship And turn this sand to foam And the One who made both sea and land Will sail us safely home
On the shifting etc
He is sifting We are drifting Sails us home across the sands of time
