Why are ye so fearful? how is it that ye have no faith?
Mark 4:40
Words: Ida L. Reed, in Coronation Hymns, edited by Edwin O. Excell (Chicago, Illinois: E. O. Excell, 1910), number 92.
Music: Haldor Lillenas (🔊 pdf nwc).
Steady, brother, steady, though the storm winds rise,
And darkness gather o’er you and it veil your skies;
Keep your course unwavered, and be brave, be true;
Fear not while the Master holds the helm with you.
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Steady, steady, though clouds veil the sky;
Steady, steady, though waves roll high;
Steady, steady, be brave, be true;
Fear not while the Master holds the helm with you.
Steady, brother, steady, though the wild waves sweep,
Your barque will ride in safety, for He rules the deep;
Waves shall not o’erflow you while the Pilot’s near;
By the chart He giveth you, your course can steer.
Refrain
Steady, brother, steady, look you over there,
Beyond the cloud and tempest see, the port lies fair;
There within the harbor with the storms all past,
You can safely anchor, sheltered safe at last.
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