Not sure what I think of this.  I quite like the last line.  Elsewhere the metaphor feels a bit stretched.  Its from Joseph Bayley, Psalm of My Life, Page 42.

A Psalm Of Preaching

I'm on the bridge

Lord

the ship's bridge

steering a shipload

of your people.  There they are

on the deck looking up

trusting

scarcely knowing of the icebergs

hidden reefs

wrecks of long gone ships

that I'm avoiding.

Keep me glued

to chart

that you've provided

to Holy Spirit's course

sensing dangers

most of all

the danger that I'll think

beyond the steering

I provide

the power to make the ship move

on its appointed course.

Bring us all

to safe harbour

by twelve o'clock.

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