Peter On the Water

 

I sailed my ship on rough waters,
Waives came up, I nearly drowned.
Listen now ye son's and daughters
Here my story, gather round.

Like Peter on the water,
I gave into my fears but in the fog and darkness;
The lighthouse was there,
But then the Red Sea parted.

I crossed on dry land,
But all along the way I felt Jesus’ hand.
As the floods of life descended, I felt like Noah and the Ark.
Grace and faith abounded, but still I missed the mark.

Like Jonah and the whale,
I'm sure you heard the story.
But if it wasn't for that second chance
There would be no rainbow glory.

When I reached the dry valley,
Springs started flowing,
'Cause even in the desert,
Faith has a way of showing.

You can come to the water
When your dying of thirst.
And I can't remember
If I was last or I'm first.

It started with the water,
When I was baptized,
But most the time
I've spent swimming against the tide.

Now you've heard my tale,
All ye sons and daughters
Come drink freely
Of the Life giving water.