| Alfred H. Miles, ed. The Sacred Poets of the Nineteenth Century. 1907. | | | | II. The Great Calm (“Fierce raged the tempest”) | | By Godfrey Thring (1823–1894) |
| | | FIERCE raged the tempest o’er the deep, | |
| Watch did Thine anxious servants keep, | |
| But Thou wast wrapt in guileless sleep, | |
| Calm and still. | |
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| “Save, Lord, we perish,” was their cry: | 5 |
| “O save us in our agony!” | |
| Thy word above the storm rose high,— | |
| “Peace, be still!” | |
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| The wild winds hushed; the angry deep | |
| Sank, like a little child, to sleep, | 10 |
| The sullen billows ceased to leap, | |
| At Thy will. | |
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| So, when our life is clouded o’er, | |
| And storm-winds drift us from the shore, | |
| Say, lest we sink to rise no more, | 15 |
| “Peace, be still!” | | | | |
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