1 Fierce are the gales that drive my bark,
Boist’rous the sea about me;
Lord, be my Pilot through the dark,
Else I am lost without Thee.
Jesus, Lover of my soul,
Let me to Thy bosom fly;
2 Broken the mast, the sails are rent,
Wilder the storm is growing;
Help, Lord, my strength is well-nigh spent,
Courage and hope are going.
Hide me, O my Savior, hide,
Till the storm of life are past.
3 Thou art the master of the deep,
Tempest and tide obey Thee;
See how the billows madly leap!
Save me, O Lord, pray Thee.
Other refuge have I none,
Hangs my helpless soul on Thee;
4 Speak, as Thou didst in olden time,
When high the waves were rolling;
Speak “Peace be still” with voice sublime,
Billows and winds controlling.
All my trust on Thee is stayed,
All my help from Thee I bring.
5 Blest be Thy name! my pray’r is heard!
Calm is the sea about me,—
Savior, Deliv’rer, Keeper, Lord,
What would I do without Thee.
Hide me, O my Savior hide,
Till the storms of life are past;
Save into the haven guide,
I receive my soul at last.
Source: Praise and Worship Hymns #112
Thomas O. Chisholm was born in Franklin, Kentucky in 1866. His boyhood was spent on a farm and in teaching district schools. He spent five years as editor of the local paper at Franklin. He was converted to Christianity at the age of 26 and soon after was business manager and office editor of the "Pentecostal Herald" of Louisville, Ky. In 1903 he entered the ministry of the M. E. Church South. His aim in writing was to incorporate as much as Scripture as possible and to avoid flippant or sentimental themes.
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