The stormy winds may blow,
And with fury lash life’s sea;
There’s peace within my soul tonight.
For my Savior dwells with me.
He will bring thee peace and comfort,
Sailor, on a stormy sea;
Do you hope to reach the haven?
Does thy Savior pilot thee?
How sad to drift alone,
Tossed by every passing wave!
There is a pilot, sin sick soul;
Christ alone thy bark can save.
A voice says,
Peace, be still,
And sweet rest comes into life;
No longer left to fight alone,
He will guide thee through the strife.