For so long, I’ve been afraid of the water
If I was Jonah I wouldn’t get on that boat
Hell no, I’d go to Nineve.
Tell strangers of doom and God’s salvation,
His story, not mine anyway.
If I was Jonah, I wouldn’t have gone to that boat.
And in the end- I would have learned,
How God is good for a city, a stranger, the one who repents
That he will send a fish,
when I deserve being thrown out of the boat
or rather when I jump, simply give up.
My God won’t let me drown.