CALMING THE STORM

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Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Nov 11, 1875

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 46, No. 19.

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CALMING THE STORM.

Fierce was the wild billow, Dark was the night; Oars labored heavily; Foam glimmered white; Mariners trembled: Peril was nigh; Then said the voice of God— “Peace! It is I.”
Ridge of the mountain-wave, Lower thy crest! Wail of Euroclydon, Be thou at rest! Peril can none be, Sorrow must fly, Where saith the Light of Light— “Peace! It is I.”
Jesus! Deliverer! Come thou to me; Soothe thou my voyaging Over life’s sea! Thou, when the storm of death Roars, sweeping by, Whisper, O Truth of Truth— “Peace! It is I.”