Walking On Water
I step out of the boat
Wishing to walk on water
Beckoned by the Faithful Son
Whom You sent me Father
But my gaze turns to the ocean
As dark storm clouds they appear
I sink down into the deep
Even though, Jesus is near
The waves overwhelm me
For my faith is faint
A man with many problems
More a sinner than a saint
Still Jesus doesn’t forsake me
He reaches down from above
If I grasp firmly to His hand
I can be saved by His Love
Yet there is a strange comfort
As my lungs they fill with water
It’s the Devil who seduces me
Please Lord I beg you, save me Father!
Within me Jesus’s power
I can feel my body rise
Yes the waters become calm
As I gaze into my Saviour’s eyes
So now I can walk on water
With my Saviour hand in hand
I can make it to the shore
and step on Sacred land
Fear no longer rules me
Each breath is mine to breathe
No storm will overwhelm me
as long as I believe.
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