Tr. The Rev. J. M. NEALE, D.D. And He went up unto them into the ship; and the wind ceased." E. SILAS. 1872. 1. Fierce was the wild billow, Dark was the night; Oars la-bor'd heav - i - ly, Foam glit-ter'd white, Trembled the mar-i-ners, Per-il was high: Then said the God of God-"Peace! It is I." A men. 2 Ridge of the mountain wave, Wail of the tempest-wind, Sorrow can never be, Where saith the Light of Light, 3 Jesus, Deliverer, Near to us be! Soothe Thou our voyaging Over life's sea: Thou, when the storm of death Roars, sweeping by, Whisper, Thou Truth of Truth, "Peace! It is I." Amen. Miss F. R. HAVERGAL. Abr. "Certainly I will be with Thee." F. A. MANN. 1. Standing at the portal of the opening year, Words of comfort meet us, hushing ev - ery fear; 9:24 d 19: Spoken thro' the silence by our Father's Voice, Tender, strong, and faithful, making us rejoice. Onward then, and fear not, children of the day! For His Word shall never, never pass a - way. A-men. |