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When the early church was born

Conflict lines with Rome were drawn;

Those who followed Jesus’ way

Knew the risks they took each day.

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On chaotic waters tossed

Little churches could be lost;

Boats could wreck in fearful storms;

Violence surged in all its forms.

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In the darkest night he’d come;

Help believers not succumb

To the Roman harsh decree;

He’d come walking on the sea.

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If they could but keep their eyes

Fixed on Jesus, they could rise;

Stormy dangers, pulling down

Could cause panic. Then they’d drown.

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Walk on water! Follow him -

Live the risk! Or should we swim?

By our loving we might see

Marvels like on Galilee.

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George Stuart. Used by permission

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