Recently on Facebook folks have been talking about
raising money for churches by letting people pay to block a particular hymn
from worship, for a year, or paying to get a particular hymn included in
worship.
I have been clearing stuff off my computer so my
daughters won’t have to go through it when I die to decide if it’s something
they need. Save them some time and trouble. In the process I came across this
hymn I wrote. It’s not very good poetry—although it could be improved if I ever
had the patience to edit or use a thesaurus--and you have to furnish your own
music, but I like the idea, especially the last verse. Sunday is Stewardship
Day at our church, and I think I can raise some $ by offering not to sing this…
SOMEONE’S WALKING ON THE WATER TOWARD YOU NOW
I was washed off by a fierce and evil wave
I was sure the ocean deep would be my grave
Without a single friend, I knew it was the end
Then I heard a voice shout out against the wind
Don’t give up. Keep holding on
Until the darkness ends and night is gone
The current is so fast, you think you cannot last
But someone’s walking on the water toward you now
Two arms full of water was all that I could grasp
A gurgling cry for help was all that I could gasp
Then a hand within the darkness pulled me to a drifting
mast
And I heard a voice call in the storm so vast
Don’t give up. Keep holding on
Until the darkness ends and night is gone
The current is so fast, you think you cannot last
But someone’s walking on the water toward you now
When light came with the dawning and the darkness was all
past
I looked on every side to see who had pulled me to the
mast
There was no one close at hand but in the distance I
could see
Someone going toward a sailor just like me
And I called…
Don’t give up. Keep holding on
Until the darkness ends and night is gone
The current is so fast, you think you cannot last
But someone’s walking on the water toward you now
John Robert McFarland
Please note that I am not writing again, since this was
done so long ago it even had time to get lost in the crevices of my computer.
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