77. Fierce Was the Billow Wild

1 Fierce was the billow wild,
Dark was the night;
Oars labored heavily,
Foam glimmered white;
Trembled the mariners,
Peril was drawing nigh;
Then said the God of God,
"Peace! It is I."

2 Ridge of the mountain-wave,
Lower thy crest!
Wail of the tempest fierce,
Be thou at rest!
Sorrow must never be,
Darkness must ever fly,
Where saith the Light of Light,
"Peace! It is I."

3 Jesus, Deliverer,
Come Thou to me;
Soothe Thou my voyaging
Over life's sea:
Thou, when the storm of death
Roars, fiercely sweeping by,
Whisper, O Truth of Truth,
"Peace! It is I."

Amen.

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First Line: Fierce was the billow wild
Title: Fierce Was the Billow Wild
Author: John M. Neale
Author: John Mason Neale
Author: Anatolius
Publication Date: 1937
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