Like Peter on the waves that night
My heart beats faster, fears give flight
My gaze is fixed upon your Face
My feet hold steady, fears give chase
All around the storm grows higher
Your gaze afixed on me inspires
Port in the storm, Light in the night
You held my Peter, fears give flight.
But move my eyes from Your sweet hold
The water climbs and I am sold
Drowning under waves of fear
I'm cannot breathe and death is near
Do not let me look around
For You alone are solid ground.