Fierce Raged Over the Tempest Deep

Verse 1

Fierce raged the tempest, o’er the deep, anxious disciples watch did keep; but you were wrapped in guileless sleep, calm and still.

Verse 2

“Save, us, we perish!” was their cry. “Save us or we will surely die!” Your word above the storm rose high: “Peace! be still.”

Verse 3

The wild winds hushed; the angry deep fell, like a little child, to sleep; the sullen billows ceased to leap, at your will.

Verse 4

So, when our life is clouded o’er, and storm-winds drift us from the shore, say, lest we sink to rise no more, “Peace! be still.”