“Oh, you of little faith”

A violent storm is raging
On the Galilee Sea.
Twelve men are praying:
"God, hear our plea!"

"Merciful Father,
Please hear our cry!
Protect our lives;
God, don't let us die!"

With a contrary wind
Their boat is now blown.
They question why Jesus
Has left them alone.

He should be with them;
This wasn't right!
Then, suddenly -
In the black of the night…

Is that Jesus, or a spirit,
Walking there on the sea?
The men cry out in fear -
How can this be?

Jesus reassures them:
"Don't be afraid, it is I.
Why did you all think
You were going to die?"

Peter wasn't convinced,
And he wanted a cue.
"Lord, bid me to come;
If it really is You."

He stepped out of the boat;
He didn't even blink.
Soon, overtaken by fear,
Peter started to sink.

Jesus, knowing full well
Our all-too-human frailty;
Stretched out His right hand
And led Peter to safety.

"Peter", said the Lord,
"Your courage truly is great.
But why did you doubt,
Oh you of little faith?"

- -

When all goes well for us
And the winds softly blow;
Great faith comes easy,
As we all know.

But when the storms come
And we cry out to God;
And we feel He has left us,
And He hears us not…

When we've almost come
To the end of our rope;
Brethren, these are the times
To hold fast our hope!

These are the times for us
To pray and persevere -
To simply trust all is well,
And Jesus so very near.