you Most of the tempest is raging The billows are tossing high The sky is o'ershadowed with blackness No shelter or help is mine And if thou know'st that we perish How canst thou while asleep When each moment so madly is threatening Our brave in the angry day Peace be still. Whether the wrath of the storm tossed sea, O demons, O men, O whatever it be, The master of our seven earth and skies. They all so sweetly obey thy will. Peace be still. Peace, peace, be still. They all so sweetly obey thy will. Peace, peace, be still. Master, with angry spirit, I bow in my grief today. The depth of my sad heart's assurance Oh, I cannot say I pray. Torrents of sin and of anguish sweep o'er my sinking soul. And I perish, I perish, Hasten and take control Thou in sand or wave shall obey thy will Peace, be still Whether the wrath of the storm-tossed sea, Or demons, or men, or whatever it be, No waters can swallow the sheep or the lice, The master of ocean and earth, the sky. They all shall sweetly obey thy will Peace be still, peace be still They all shall sweetly obey thy will Peace, peace, be still. Master, the terror is over The elements sweetly rest As sun in the calm lake is mirrored And heavens within my breast linger O blessed Redeemer, leave me alone no more, and joy I shall make a best lover, and rest on the blissful shore. And though I shall obey thy will, peace be still. Whether the wrath of the storm tossed sea, Or demons, or men, or whatever it be, Nor waters this wild ocean, Of ocean, of earth, of skies The ocean sweetly obeyed thy will Be still Be still, they all shall sweetly obey thy will. Peace, peace, be still. you