Jesus, they say you walked upon the water once,
when you lived as all men do;
please teach me how to walk the way you did,
because i want to walk with you.
Jesus, they say you taught a man how to dance,
and he had never stood without a crutch;
here am i, lord, holding out my withered hands---
i'm just waiting to be touched.
Jesus, write me into your story,
and whisper it to me,
and let me know i'm yours.
Jesus, they say you spoke and calmed an angry wave,
that was tossed across a stormy sea
please teach me how to listen
'cause there's a storm inside of me.
Jesus, write me into your story,
whisper it to me,
and let me know i'm yours.
Instrumental interlude
Jesus, they drove the cold nails through your tired hands,
and rolled a stone to seal your grave,
feels like the devil's rolled a stone onto my heart---
can you roll that stone away?