He stilled the storm to a whisper; the waves of the sea were hushed…and He guided them to their desired haven.
Psalm 107:29–30
Words: Leander Wise, in Sabbath Carols (Altoona, Pennsylvania: R. B. Mahaffey, 1881), number 11.
Music: Gold Creek W. J. Weaver, in Sabbath Carols (Altoona, Pennsylvania: R. B. Mahaffey, 1881), number 11 (🔊 pdf nwc).
Alternate Tune:
If you know Weaver’s full name, or where to get a good photo of him or Wise (head & shoulders, at least 200×300 pixels),
Our frail bark is on the ocean,
By the tempest wildly tossed;
Savior, calm the troubled waters,
Ere we are forever lost.
Refrain
Oh, the storm! the wild, dark storm!
See the lighthouse on the strand;
Guide us, Pilot, to the harbor,
Safe into Immanuel’s land.
Hear the breakers of temptation,
Hear their sullen, angry roar;
Save us, guide us, and protect us,
Bring us to that blissful shore.
Refrain
Help us, Lord to find the mooring
That shall hold our vessel fast;
Anchored to the Rock of Ages,
We are safe from sin at last.
Refrain