When Winds Are Raging Oer The Upper Ocea


When winds are raging o’er the upper ocean,
And billows wild contend with angry roar,
‘Tis said far down, beneath the wild commotion,
That peaceful stillness reigneth evermore.

Refrain:
Peace, saith the Mater;
Peace, peace be still.
Hushed is the tempest, obedient to His will;
Hushed is the tempest, obedient to His will.

Far, far beneath, the noise of tempests dieth,
And silver waves chime ever peacefully;
And no rude storm, how fierce soe’er it flieth,
Disturbs the Sabbath of that deeper sea. [Refrain]

So to the heart that knows Thy love O purest,
There is a temple, sacred evermore;
And all the babble of life’s angry voices
Die in hushed stillness at its peaceful door. [Refrain]

Far, far away, the roar of passion dieth,
And loving tho’ts rise kind and peacefully;
And no rude storm, how fierce soe’er it flieth,
Disturbs the soul that dwells, O Lord, in Thee. [Refrain]