Prudentius, A Reply To The Address Of Symmachus
Simon, whom men call Peter, God’s chief disciple, once as the sun was setting, when the evening turns from gold to red, had pulled up his curved anchor, courting the breezes with his canvas and wishing to sail across the sea. But night brought up such a head-wind as disturbed the waters from their depths and tossed and shook the vessel. The boatmen’s cries of woe and lamentation struck the skies amid the whistling in the ropes, and they had no hope left of escaping speedy wreck and drowning, when suddenly at some distance the company, whose perils had blanched their cheeks, saw Christ treading on the sea just as if He were walking over a dry shore on a firm path.
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