Shaking on a turbulent plane;
I remember You called my name.
Jocelyn is the name I was given
“Joce” said the voice I heard travelling par avion.
Busy is an anxiety-wrecked mind.
Filled with irrational thoughts louder than Thine.
I pray Your voice I hear again,
A breakthrough for the this heart’s refrain.
I sense Your call for this prodigal’s return.
Love, peace and joy, only You can turn.
