The Spider is dead The first star is fallen Gone are the cobwebs that had me cowering The crutches are broken The second star is fallen Somehow, I must move without falling The darkness has fled The third star is fallen I'll get used to the light that's so blinding Christ on the water calls The fourth star is fallen I have to walk on water without sinking Somehow I must pick up the pieces and move on I must walk on the water with Christ I'm walking on water I'm walking without crutches I'm flying without wings Christ is my light