RCCG Hymn 422
Master, the Tempest Is Raging
"He rebuked the wind, and said... Peace." - Mark 4:39
Master, the tempest is raging! The billows are tossing high! The sky is o'ershadowed with blackness, No shelter or help is nigh; "Carest Thou not that we perish?" How canst Thou lie asleep, When each moment so madly is threatening A grave in the angry deep?
Chorus
The winds and the waves shall obey my will, Peace, be still! Whether the wrath of the storm-toss'd sea, Or demons, or men, or whatever it be, No waters can swallow the ship where lies The Master of ocean, and earth and skies; They all shall sweetly obey my will, Peace, be still! They all shall sweetly obey my will, Peace, peace, be still!
Master, with anguish of spirit I bow in my grief today; The depth of my sad heart are troubled; Oh, waken and save, I pray! Torrents of sin and of anguish Sweep o'er my sinking soul! And I perish! I perish! dear Master; Oh hasten, and take control!
Master, the terror is over, The elements sweetly rest; Earth's sun in the calm lake is mirrored, And heaven's within my breast. Linger, O blessed Redeemer, Leave me alone no more; And with joy I shall make the blest harbour, And rest on the blissful shore.
From The Redeemed Hymnal (4th edition) of The Redeemed Christian Church of God.