The Wild Sea

wild sea swirls beneath my feet
squalling winds sound my defeat,
sinking in the turmoil of my fear
faith drowns, as my way becomes unclear.

footsteps are heavy that I tread
living forgetting what He said,
surging waves are crashing over me
distracting my hope by what I see.

lift my sight, through the misty rain
leaving behind my strength and strain,
reaching to hold His precious hand
for in God's refuge now I stand.

walking outside of my boat
is not so that I can gloat,
rather, so I can see my need
and my indifference can be freed…

the wild sea still swirls around
but to the storm I am not bound,
in grace I walk with a different view
knowing the One, called Faithful and True

Matthew 14:25-33 (NIV) Shortly before dawn Jesus went out to them, walking on the lake. When the disciples saw him walking on the lake, they were terrified. "It's a ghost," they said, and cried out in fear.
But Jesus immediately said to them: "Take courage! It is I. Don't be afraid."
"Lord, if it's you," Peter replied, "tell me to come to you on the water."
"Come," he said.
Then Peter got down out of the boat, walked on the water and came toward Jesus. But when he saw the wind, he was afraid and, beginning to sink, cried out, "Lord, save me!"
Immediately Jesus reached out his hand and caught him. "You of little faith," he said, "why did you doubt?"
And when they climbed into the boat, the wind died down. Then those who were in the boat worshiped him, saying, "Truly you are the Son of God."

Revelation 19:11 (NLT) Then I saw heaven opened, and a white horse was standing there. Its rider was named Faithful and True, for he judges fairly and wages a righteous war.