Though winds may roar and night betray
You’re captain of your destiny;
With head erect, you’ll see the way •••
Thought blinded by the pitch of night,
Though groping through the wind and gale,
Your pilot is the love of Right •••
You cannot fail.
Though chance may cause your your way to shift,
Though maddening waves about you roll,
Yet thank the Master for his gift •••
A fearless soul!
(Hung on wall of Sandra's parents' house)