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The poem written by my sweet mother, Joanne W. Ward, captures the spirit of this painting best: �I�m called to walk where Jesus walked. He beckons me to follow. Straightway to leave my worldly nets, discipleship, most hallowed. Oh, Savior, grasp my sinking hand. I�ll then be not afraid. My hand in Thine, with faith divine. I�ll walk upon the water."