The Cyber Hymnal ‎#7317

7317. When the Dark Waves Round Us Roll

1. 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.

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

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

4. 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.

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

6. 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.

Text Information

• First Line: When the dark waves round us roll
• Title: When the Dark Waves Round Us Roll
• Author: William W. How (1864)
• Meter: 77.77
• Language: English
• Source: In the enlarged edition of Morrell and How's Psalms and Hymns, 1864
• Copyright: Public Domain

Tune Information

• Name: WOODMAN
• Composer: R. Huntington Woodman (1895)
• Meter: 77.77
• Incipit: 33331 23333 23455
• Key: F Major
• Copyright: Public Domain