Matthew 14: 30 - 31
30 But when he saw the wind boisterous, he was afraid; and beginning to sink,
he cried, saying, Lord, save me.
31 And immediately Jesus stretched forth his hand, and caught him, and said unto him,
O thou of little faith, wherefore didst thou doubt?
Poem by Norma W. Beaird
Photography by Curtis and Norma Beaird
On troubled seas, my life was dying,
And in my heart, my soul was crying,
Deliver me, dear Lord, from this cruel world of sin.
But in the lifeboat of salvation,
I felt the calmness of the water,
And now with Jesus as my Captain,
I’ll sail on through the rain and wind.
And you feel that you are drowning,
Please don’t despair, for He’s the Master of the sea.
And when the winds of hell surround you,
And your sails are tearing faster,
Grab the lifeline of the One Who died for me.
And all I felt was constant pain,
He was the Anchor when the storms came,
And my shelter in the rain.
Although it’s clear that I’m not perfect,
For anyone can clearly see,
The arms of God were stretched wide open,
When my Savior rescued me.
Copyright 2002, Norma W. Beaird. All rights reserved.