48. Fierce was the wild billow

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

2 Ridge of the mountain-wave,
Lower thy crest!
Wail of the tempest wind,
Be thou at rest!
Sorrow can never be,
Darkness must 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, sweeping by,
Whisper, O Truth of Truth,
"Peace! it is I."

Amen.

Text Information
First Line: Fierce was the wild billow
Translator: John Mason Neale (1862)
Author: Anatolius (cir. VIII Century)
Meter: 6 4, 6 4. D.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1917
Topic: The Church Year: Epiphany; Fourth Sunday after Epiphany
Tune Information
Name: ADJUTOR
Composer: Harold Lewars (1914)
Meter: 6 4, 6 4. D.
Key: F Major



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