RCCG Hymn 431
Toss'd with Rough Winds, and Faint with Fear
"Be of good cheer; it is I; be not Afraid." - Matt 14:27
Toss'd with rough winds, and faint with fear, Above the tempest, soft and clear, What still small accents greet mine ear? 'Tis I, be not afraid.
'Tis I, who washed thy spirit white 'Tis I, who gave thy blind eyes sight; 'Tis I, thy Lord, the life, they light: 'Tis I, be not afraid.
There raging winds, this surging sea, Have spent their deadly force on Me; They bear no breath of wrath to thee; 'Tis I, be not afraid
This better cup, I drink it first; To thee it is no drought accurst, The hand that gives it thee is pierced: 'Tis I, be not afraid.
Mine eyes are watching by thy bed, Mine arms are underneath thy head, My blessing is around thee shed; 'Tis I, be not afraid.
When on the other side thy feet Shall rest, mid thousand welcomes; sweet, One well-known Voice thy heart shall greet, 'Tis I, be not afraid.
From The Redeemed Hymnal (4th edition) of The Redeemed Christian Church of God.