Scripture Verse

It is I; be not afraid. Mark 6:50

Introduction

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William W. How
1823–1897
© National Portrait Gallery

Words: Will­iam W. How, in the enlarged edition of Morrell and How’s Psalms and Hymns, 1864.

Music: Woodman R. Huntington Woodman, 1895 (🔊 pdf nwc).

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R. Huntington Woodman
1861–1943

Lyrics

When the dark waves round us roll,
And we look in vain for aid,
Speak, Lord, to the trembling soul,
It is I; be not afraid.

When we dimly trace Thy form
In mysterious clouds arrayed,
Be the echo of the storm,
It is I; be not afraid.

When our brightest hopes depart,
When our fairest visions fade,
Whisper to the fainting heart,
It is I; be not afraid.

When we weep beside the bier
Where some well-loved form is laid,
O may then the mourner hear,
It is I; be not afraid.

When with wearing hopeless pain
Sinks the spirit, sore dismayed,
Breathe Thou then the comfort-strain,
It is I; be not afraid.

When we feel the end is near,
Passing into death’s dark shade,
May the voice be strong and clear,
It is I; be not afraid.