How substanceless the ocean Peter trod With faithless doubt, in wind-tossed dark: He sought the Christ outside himself And sank! How unsupporting, wavering, weak, The place whereon I stand, If I believe that Truth's afar And seek the Christ remote, apart! But Jesus, inly calm and buoyed by Truth, Outshone the outside world Of white-crest wave and liquid shock And frightened, shaking ship; He showed the way to Peter, as to us: He walked on ocean firm as rock.
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