On water tossed by waves most contrary,
Christ walked; His footprints on boisterous sea.
Them, sore with fright in ship's sanctuary,
In depth of doubt disciples drowned; how can it be?

But reassurance met with a quest for proof;
A test Peter embraced but doubted the impossible,
From fading faith amidst waves most aloof...
He starts to sink and yelped for help from the Able!

And unto this day, disciples in doubt still live,
Though with only our lips we oft confess these words;
"With God nothing's impossible", to deceive,
And many we lost to sea of doubt pierced by swords.

Though like Peter of old, sometimes we doubt still,
But call on Christ; our ever present Help in time of need;
From storms into safety He'll pull us out if we will,
With outstretched hands to those whom his call will heed.