1 Fierce raged the tempest, o’er the deep,
anxious disciples watch did keep;
but you were wrapped in guileless sleep,
calm and still.
2 “Save, us, we perish!” was their cry.
“Save us or we will surely die!”
Your word above the storm rose high:
“Peace! be still.”
3 The wild winds hushed; the angry deep
fell, like a little child, to sleep;
the sullen billows ceased to leap,
at your will.
4 So, when our life is clouded o’er,
and storm-winds drift us from the shore,
say, lest we sink to rise no more,
“Peace! be still.”
Source: Voices Together #286
First Line: | Fierce raged the tempest over the deep |
Title: | Fierce Raged Over the Tempest Deep |
Author: | Godfrey Thring (1861) |
Meter: | 8.8.8.3 |
Language: | English |
Copyright: | Public Domain |
Fierce raged the tempest o'er the deep. G. Thring. [Stilling the Sea.] Written in 1861, and first published in Chope's Hymnal, 1862, No. 187, in 4 stanzas of 4 lines. It was repeated in the author's Hymns Congregational and others, 1866, No. 6; in his Hymns & Lyrics, 1874, p. 94, and in his Collection, 1882. It has passed into numerous collections in Great Britain and America, and ranks as one of the most popular of Prebendary Thring's hymns. It has been specially set to music by Dr. Dykes, in Chope's Hymnal, and by others.
--John Julian, Dictionary of Hymnology (1907)