Is the dark­ness all about thee?
Are the bil­lows high?
Art thou wea­ry, toil­ing, row­ing,
And no ha­ven nigh?

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Jesus comes up­on the wa­ters
That are dash­ing high;
Hear Him speak in tones as­sur­ing,
Do not fear, ’tis I.

Are the winds now fierce, con­tra­ry,
Testing all thy might?
Does it seem that heart must fail thee
In the drea­ry night?

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Is there none to bring thee suc­cor
In this hour of test?
Yes, the lov­ing Mas­ter sees thee
Toiling at thy best!

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Yesterday thy hands were bu­sied,
Feeding hun­gry souls;
Now, con­strained, they toil in row­ing,
Where the mad sea rolls.

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Lose not heart, O dear dis­ci­ple,
If the tem­pest roar,
But con­si­der how He blest thee
Just the day be­fore.

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Gladly ren­der any ser­vice,
He may choose for thee;
Caring not what pain or plea­sure
There may in it be.

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