You call me out beyond the shore,
Where charts grow faint, where stars seem few;
A trembling heart, a whispered prayer—
Yet trust becomes my ocean blue.

The tide may swell with roaring fears,
Waves climb like doubts against my chest;
But faith, though small, commands my soul
To walk where only trust finds rest.

Each step upon the shifting deep
Feels weightless under unseen hands;
For where I cannot see the floor,
You give me strength to brave new lands.

Lord, lead me farther still,
Past borders comfort tried to keep;
Sometimes the miracle I crave
Is simply daring faith to leap.

So I will listen to Your call,
Though winds may howl and waters sway;
For trust alone can build a path
Where feet may fail—but hearts obey.