Letra da Música Distant Shores de Poor Man's Riches

I see a figure in the distance, I don't know what it is
I think its walking on the water, how is this
I step out of the boat, I'm floating on the water
The figure in the distance is trying to come closer
There's something in the way that's keeping it from me
What is this plague that ever haunts me constantly
Can someone please help me get this wall out of my way
So I can see what's coming on those distant shores

Distant shores can seem so far away
When I hold the things of my past in my way
Jesus carried my cross to the Hill of Calvary
To take the burdens away from me

The wall blocking my way came tumbling down
And the figure in the distance kept reaching for me
The figure began to form a face
And a light began to shine all around Him
It was Jesus my prince of peace
He had His arms wide open
He was reaching out to me

Distant shores can seem so far away
When I hold the things of my past in my way
Jesus carried my cross to the Hill of Calvary
To take the burdens away from me

Jesus looked me in the eyes with a tear rolling from His cheek
He pulled me close and He held me
And then He picked me up in His loving arms
And He carried me home to those distant shores