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


Words: George W. Slau­sen, in Make His Praise Glo­ri­ous, ed­it­ed by Ed­win O. Ex­cell (Chi­ca­go, Il­li­nois: E. O. Ex­cell, 1900), num­ber 43, alt.

Music: Nizhny Novgorod Ri­chard K. Hig­gins (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pho­to of Slau­sen or Hig­gins (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),


Some day, I know not where or when,
Beyond the driv­ing tem­pest’s blast,
Within a qui­et har­bor bar,
I shall cast an­chor, safe at last.


Some day, some day, some glad sweet day,
I shall with joy His face be­hold;
Some day shall safe at an­chor lay,
Some day shall walk the streets of gold.

Some day, full soon, sweet Ed­en’s shore,
May burst upon my rap­tured sight,
And I shall see the glo­ry-land,
Bathed in the Lamb’s eter­nal light.


For Him who faced the howl­ing wind,
And stilled the waves of Ga­li­lee,
Will safe­ly guide my storm tossed bark
Across life’s dark tem­pes­tu­ous sea,


And tho’ it hath not been re­vealed
Where Hea­ven’s gold-paved high­way be,
I know that I shall one day dwell
With Him whose blood was shed for me.