🎵 "Lifeboat of Grace (The S.O.S. Song)"
© Fictionary Songs of Revelation

Verse 1
Born aboard a vessel called the Sovereign State,
Stamped with a surname, sealed by man's fate.
They dressed me in fiction, called me a name,
But deep in my soul, I was never the same.

They said, "You are this," with papers and pride,
But something inside me just couldn’t abide.
The ship was all pomp, the system was grand,
But its keel was debt, not built on God’s land.

Chorus
🌊 I cry out, “Abba, Father, rescue me now!
This vessel is sinking, I see it somehow.
The lifeboat of mercy floats just off the side—
Blood-bought by Jesus, where saints now abide.
From Titanic of Surnames I flee and I call:
“Save me, O Savior, or I surely shall fall!”

Verse 2
They said, “Even God can’t sink this fine state,”
But justice sent ice from Heaven’s own gate.
A cold Act of God split fiction from man,
And truth shone like day on salvation’s plan.

She groaned and she listed, this beast full of pride,
As millions of names were dragged down with the tide.
But a voice like a trumpet cried, “Come out, My own!”
From Babylon’s wreck to the Lamb’s risen throne.

(Refrain – Revelation 18:4)

“Come out of her, My people,” saith the Lord of grace,
That you partake not in her fall from this place.
Her sins are piled high, her judgment is sure—
But My lifeboat is open, holy and pure.”

Bridge (spoken or sung)
🎙️ Luke 14:33: “Whoever forsaketh not all that he hath, he cannot be My disciple.”
🎙️ James 4:4: “Friendship with the world is enmity with God.”
🎙️ 1 Corinthians 10:14: “Flee from idolatry.”
🎙️ And so I ran—not with feet, but with faith.

Verse 3
No longer a debtor to Caesar’s false name,
I signed not with sin nor accepted their claim.
No lifeless certificate can bind what God frees,
I’m washed in the blood and set sail on His seas.

The lifeboat was humble, no status, no crown,
But Christ held the oar and He pulled me down.
Not down to drown, but down to arise—
To the Last Adam’s Isle, under sinless skies.

Final Chorus
🌅 I cried out, “Jesus, my soul is Thine!”
He lifted me up in salvation’s sign.
The shipwrecked were many, but mercy was near—
He whispered, “Be not afraid, for I hear.”
I left the dead name to sink in the deep,
And now I’m awake, once lost in that sleep.

Outro (soft, prayerful)
🕊️ This world may boast, “God cannot undo,”
But the cross proves every false word untrue.
My name is no longer a legal disguise—
It’s written in Heaven, where true life will rise.