Scripture Verse

He arose and rebuked the wind, and said unto the sea, Peace, be still…the wind ceased, and there was a great calm. Mark 4:39


Peter P. Bilhorn

Words: Charles G. Beede, in The Cen­tu­ry Gos­pel Songs, ed­it­ed by Pe­ter Bil­horn (Chi­ca­go, Il­li­nois: Bil­horn Bro­thers, 1901), num­ber 74.

Music: Pe­ter P. Bil­horn (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pho­to of Beede (head-and-shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),


Tho’ torn and tossed by wind and wave,
O Helmsman, on Thy love I lean;
Tho’ under me a yawning grave—
I know Thy mercies stand between.


I’ll trust in Thee; I’ll watch and pray;
When doubts assail me, Thou wilt say—
Peace, peace, peace, be still!
Peace, peace, be still!

Tho’ lulled on siren seas to sleep,
In dreams I see Thy shadowy form,
For love is cradled in the deep,
And bosomed on the sweeping storm.


Tho’ all the pow’rs of darkness hurled,
Burst round my head, I know Thy might,
And look beyond time’s changing world,
And see Thy haven thro’ the night.


And so my soul sails on its way;
Both storm and calm Thy love fulfill;
I hear Thy voice and I obey,
And cry unto my soul, Be still!