I’m out on the water, Lord, but I can’t swim or float.
If it wasn’t You that called me out, I’m getting back into that boat.
This water, Lord, is over my head. Was that You calling me?
I’ve gone too far to turn back now…the boat I cannot see.
Others that were in the boat, they said I wouldn’t dare.
But I stepped out, but where are You? I really need you here.
This water’s deep and my faith is small…Lord, what will I do?
I don’t want to swim to shore I would rather trust in You.
I know I have your seed of faith You put inside of me.
But if it doesn’t grow right now, I’ll be carried out to sea.
How small or big this storm really is, I surely do not know.
But if I didn’t get out of that boat, my faith would never grow.
I would like to tell you my faith stood strong until I passed this test.
But the storm raged on…where are you Lord? When will my soul find rest?
Now at last the storm has passed…the sun is breaking through.
Lord, I thought I was all alone but the storm was really You.
God tries our hearts in the storms of life, so put your trust in Him.
Get out of the boat, let faith arise…He’ll teach you how to swim.
Timothy J. Wright ©