The Rock Under the Water
by Judy Sims
I stood broken, before the Lord,
under a full Autumn moon.
My life was in shambles,my pockets empty
and my body weakened and scarred.
He set
my feet on the water
and I
began to walk.
Not
knowing my tomorrows,
just
trusting in His love.
I cried to the Lord from
the ruins of my life,
“I have nothing, dear Lord,
nothing but to walk.”
He set
my feet on the water
and I
began to walk.
Not
knowing my tomorrows,
just
trusting in His love.
I walked through fire in form of lack,
through floods in the form of thirst.
I walked through storms of oppression,
the struggle often seemed to hard.
He set
my feet on the water
and I
began to walk.
Not
knowing my tomorrows,
just
trusting in His love.
Fear had to go, there was nothing to lose.
I stood naked of power, wealth and strength.
I held on tight, to the hand of the Father
I looked to heaven,as I walked on the water.
He set
my feet on the water
and I
began to walk.
Not
knowing my tomorrows,
just
trusting in His love.
He set my feet on the water
and lifted me up.
I couldn’t see that just under
the water was a trusted Rock.
He set
my feet on the water
and I
began to walk.
Not
knowing my tomorrows,
just
trusting in His love.
My walk is now, a never ending story.
One day at a time, do I walk.
My stride now strong, for God’s glory
Tomorrow, I trust to the Lord.
He set
my feet on the water
and I
began to walk.
Not
knowing my tomorrows,
just
trusting in His love.
My head up high, now,
I soar as the eagle.
I walk on the water,
I walk on His Hands.
He set
my feet on the water
and I
began to walk.
Not
knowing my tomorrows,
just
trusting in His love.
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