Scripture Verse

He stilled the storm to a whisper; the waves of the sea were hushed…and He guided them to their desired haven. Psalm 107:29–30


Eliza E. Hewitt (1851–1920)

Words: Eli­za E. Hew­itt, in Songs of Love and Praise No. 4, by John R. Swe­ney & Hen­ry Gil­mour (Phi­la­del­phia, Penn­syl­van­ia: John J. Hood, 1897).

Music: Mol­do­va Hen­ry L. Gil­mour (🔊 pdf nwc).

Henry L. Gilmour (1836–1920)


Paul’s Shipwreck
Gustave Doré (1832–1883)

Adrift on the wa­ters, so dark and so cold,
Afar from the beau­ti­ful ci­ty of gold,
A vessel is sink­ing,
For hea­vy the gale,
The ca­ble is brok­en, and tat­tered each sail.


Poor child of the wreck, see the life­boat is near,
A sweet voice is heard, for the Mas­ter is here;
He walks ev­ery bil­low, con­trols ev­ery wave,
’Tis Je­sus, King Je­sus, the migh­ty to save.

Oh, I was the sin­ner alone on the sea,
But love’s bless­èd sig­nal were float­ing for me;
Though thun­ders were roll­ing,
And bil­lows at strife,
Lo, Je­sus was call­ing, Es­cape for thy life.


I stepped in the life boat, provided for me,
And Je­sus my pi­lot, my cap­tain to be;
His bo­som my refuge,
My ha­ven of rest.
I’m res­cued from ship­wreck, so happy and blest.


Life’s tur­bu­lent surges are kissed in­to peace,
The bea­cons are shin­ing, and songs ne­ver cease;
Fair moon­beams, bright sun­shine,
Illumine the tide,
While on­ward to glo­ry we’ll joy­ful­ly glide.