Master, The Tempest Is Raging by Jessy Dixon

Master, the tempest is raging
Oh, The billows are tossing high
The sky is o’ershadowed with blackness
Oh, No shelter or help is nigh
Carest thou not that we perish?
How canst we lie, How canst thou lie asleep
Asleep when each moment so madly is threatning
A grave. a grave, a grave in the angry deep?Get up Jesus because!
The winds and the waves shall obey thy willAll you got to say is
Peace, be still
Peace, be still
Peace, be still
Peace, be still

Whether the wrath of the storm-tossed sea
Or demons, or men, or whatever it be
No water can swallow the ship where lies
The Master of ocean and earth and sky
They all shall sweetly obey thy will
Peace, peace, be still
They all shall sweetly obey thy will

Peace, peace, peace, be still
Peace, be still
Peace, be still
Peace, be still
Peace, be still