I Can't Imagine
I can’t imagine being Peter
Of all the many things he saw
The miracles that he witnessed
After he accepted the Master’s call
I can’t imagine walking on water
And then have fear take hold
I can’t imagine how he felt
When Jesus did his faith scold
I can’t imagine following Jesus
On His one-way path to death
Being told that His life was ending
Peter denying it with angry breath
I can’t imagine the Last Supper
When Peter asked, “Is it I ?”
One by one the disciples asked
Judas, his guilt, he couldn’t deny
I can’t imagine in the garden
When they came to take Jesus away
The anxiety that Peter felt
His sword was on defensive display
I can’t imagine being Peter
As to the trial, he secretly went
How he, with tearful eyes
Watched Jesus being Golgotha sent
I can’t imagine the remorse he felt
As three times he loudly denied Him
I can’t imagine how painful it was
The cock crowed three times from a limb
I can’t imagine Peter having to face Him
Knowing that in truth he had failed
I can’t imagine being forgiven
By one enduring a cross, hammer, and nails!