Master, the Tempest Is Raging

1. Master, the tempest is raging. The billows are tossing high. The sky is o’ershadowed with blackness. No shelter or hope is nigh. Carest Thou not that we perish? How can’st Thou lie asleep? When each moment so madly is threat’ning a grave in the angry deep.

The winds and waves shall obey Thy will. Peace, be still, Peace be still. Not 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 sky. They all shall sweetly obey Thy will. Peace, be still, peace be still. They all shall sweetly obey Thy will. peace, peace be still.

2. 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.

The winds and waves shall obey Thy will. Peace, be still, Peace be still. Not 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 sky. They all shall sweetly obey Thy will. Peace, be still, peace be still. They all shall sweetly obey Thy will. peace, peace be still.

3. 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. With joy I shall make the blest harbour, and rest on the blissful shore.

They all shall sweetly obey Thy will. Peace, be still, peace be still. They all shall sweetly obey Thy will peace, peace be still. Peace be still. Peace be still. Peace be still. Peace be still. The winds and waves obey Thy will.