Peter’s Song

The wind was hard against us, Lord,
and we were far at sea,
a prey to wave and winds that roared
and would not let us be.

But one still point within the storm
appeared upon the waves:
a ghostly figure, striding calm
across our heaving graves.

If it is you, Lord, really you,
then call me to your side,
and if your words are really true,
let me the waves bestride.

But not for me the tossing waves
(nor mine the cup you drank);
not mine the faith that sees and saves,
but mine the feet that sank.

Not mine to bear the dread of storms,
but mine your hand to take
and rest within the peace and calm
your presence with us makes.

I learned the hard way, saving Lord,
who you are and I am,
so when I saw you on the shore
I simply jumped and swam.

Now, Lord, command me on the seas,
commend me to the waves:
yours are the ear that hear my pleas,
your is the hand that saves.
Walk on the water By Unknown author – Codex Egberti, Fol 27v, Public Domain, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=8096745

Peter

[Scoffers] deliberately ignore the fact that the heavens existed of old and earth was formed out of water and through water* by the word of God; through these the world that then existed was destroyed,e deluged with water. The present heavens and earth have been reserved by the same word for fire, kept for the day of judgment and of destruction of the godless. But do not ignore this one fact, beloved, that with the Lord one day is like a thousand years* and a thousand years like one day. The Lord does not delay his promise, as some regard “delay,” but he is patient with you, not wishing that any should perish but that all should come to repentance. But the day of the Lord will come like a thief,* and then the heavens will pass away with a mighty roar and the elements will be dissolved by fire, and the earth and everything done on it will be found out.

2 Peter 3: 5-10
By Nicholas Roerich – Estonian Roerich Society, Public Domain, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=5080263

But Kate, you say, Peter lived after Christ was born. He can’t be looking for the Nativity!
But you, I say, we’re not longing for the Nativity. We getting ready to celebrate it, while waiting for the Second Coming.

  This whole world will dissolve in fire:
the earth, the sea, the sky
will burn like pagans on their pyre
whose time has come to die.
And we'll all purify our mire,
and burn our every lie,
and nothing be but our desire
when Christ my Lord is nigh.

We had the flood, long years ago,
to bear our sins away;
we're swept around by ebb and flow
and have been since that day.
Tumbled by breakers, dragged below,
and lost beneath the waves
'til Christ comes walking, calm and slow,
and reaches out, and saves.

Then let the flames dry out the flood;
let new dry land appear,
a new creation God calls good,
his light made bright and clear.
And we who drowned will be renewed
in flames that hold no fear,
and walk on burning waves of love
with Jesus walking near.
Karl Jenkins, Dies Irae, Licensed to YouTube by
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