Lord Save Me

The night draws nigh, stars are gone, Heavy clouds looming, have darkened the sun, Making it tough to paddle this boat, Along rough waters barely keeping it afloat. Then He comes, waltzing on the sea, As if the winds just let Him be, A King even to the pelting rain, My fear of the storm begins to wane. So I say, "Lord to you I go," Then He bid me, "come on so, Ride the tides and come to Me, For child like faith remains the key." One step, two steps, I walk on water! With nerves racking up I go to the Teacher, The sea and waves come to a standstill, Bowing to a mere fisherman's will. But then cometh the boisterous wind, To storms like these am not akin, I feel my faith slip from under me, Food for fish I may soon be! "Lord save me," yells my fainting plea, "I am sinking Teacher, sure You can see, Stretch out Your arms to me I pray, Make this my testimony for another day." Just when my waist drops past the water line, I feel His ever loving arms on mine, Relief, O sweet relief I feel, Letting go and trusting the Saviour's will. "O you of little faith, why did you doubt? Why focus on the waves that toss about?" When the Saviour bids you Come to Me, Trust He'll guide you through the rough sea."