Matthew 8:25-26 And his disciples came to him, and awoke him, saying, Lord, save us: we perish.
[26] And he saith unto them, Why are ye fearful, O ye of little faith? Then he arose, and rebuked the winds and the sea; and there was a great calm.
I’m humbled, remembering the times Jesus calmed the storms of my life with a whisper of “Peace be still.”
Master The Tempest is Raging
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Master, the tempest is raging! — The billows are tossing high! — The sky is o’er shadowed with blackness. — No shelter or help is nigh. — Carest thou not that we perish? — How canst thou lie asleep — When each moment so madly is threatening — A grave in the angry deep?
CHORUS:
The winds and the waves shall obey thy will: — Peace, be still. —
Whether the wrath of the storm-tossed sea — Or demons or men or whatever it be, — No waters can swallow the ship where lies — The Master of ocean and earth and skies. — They all shall sweetly obey thy will: — Peace, be still; peace, be still. — They all shall sweetly obey thy will: — Peace, peace, be still.
Master, with anguish of spirit — I bow in my grief today. — The depths of my sad heart are troubled. — Oh, waken and save, I pray! — Torrents of sin and of anguish — Sweep o’er my sinking soul, — And I perish! I perish! dear Master. — Oh, hasten and take control.
Master, the terror is over. — The elements sweetly rest. — Earth’s sun in the calm lake is mirrored, — And heaven’s within my breast. — Linger, O blessed Redeemer! — Leave me alone no more, — And with joy I shall make the blest harbor — And rest on the blissful shore.
Mary Ann Baker, 1874
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