Scripture Verse

A furious squall came up, and the waves broke over the boat, so that it was nearly swamped. Jesus was in the stern, sleeping on a cushion. The disciples woke Him and said to Him, Teacher, don’t you care if we drown? He got up, rebuked the wind and said to the waves, Quiet! Be still! Then the wind died down and it was completely calm. Mark 4:37–39


James T. Lightwood

Words: Do­ro­thy A. Thrupp, 1840.

Music: Ma­zan­da­ran James T. Light­wood, 1891 (🔊 pdf nwc).

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If you know where to get a good pic­ture of Thrupp (head-and-shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els), or a bet­ter one of Light­wood, would you ?


A little ship was on the sea,
It was a pretty sight;
It sailed along so pleasantly,
And all was calm and bright.

When lo! a storm began to rise,
The wind grew loud and strong;
It blew the clouds across the skies,
It blew the waves along.

And all, but One, were sore afraid
Of sinking in the deep;
His head was on a pillow laid,
And He was fast asleep.

Master, we perish: Master, save!
They cried: their Master heard;
He rose, rebuked the wind and wave,
And stilled them with a word.

He to the storm says, Peace, be still!
The raging billows cease;
The mighty winds obey His will,
And all are hushed to peace.

Oh, well we know it was the Lord,
Our Savior and our friend;
Whose care of those who trust His word
Will never, never end.

A noble ship, our country dear,
Has weathered many a gale—
Yet now a storm beats so severe
That many stout hearts quail.

But One who rides above the storm
Can save us from all ill;
We only wait to hear His voice
Commanding, Peace, be still!

O Jesus, Master! hear, we pray
Remove the chastening rod;
Let not our foes exulting say,
There is no help in God.

From threatening storms preserve our land,
Rebuke the wind and waves;
And let us, one united band,
Rejoice in God, who saves.