Peter Walking Upon the Water

A word from Jesus calms the sea, The stormy wind controls, And gives repose and liberty To tempest-tossed souls.

To Peter on the waves he came, And gave him instant peace; Thus he to me reveal’d his name, And bade my sorrows cease.

Then fill’d with wonder, joy, and love. Peter’s request was mine; Lord, call me down, I long to prove That I am wholly thine.

Unmoved at all I have to meet On life’s tempestuous sea, Hard shall be easy, bitter sweet, So I may follow thee.

He heard and smiled, and bade me try; I eagerly obey’d; But when from him I turn’d my eye, How was my soul dismay’d!

The storm increased on every side, I felt my spirit shrink! And soon, with Peter, loud I cried, “Lord, save me, or I sink.”

Kindly he caught me by the hand, And said, “Why dost thou fear Since thou art come at my command. And I am always near?

“Upon my promise rest thy hope, And keep my love in view; I stand engaged to hold thee up, And guide thee safely through.”