Hymns for Childhood/Christ Walking the Water

For other versions of this work, see Christ Stilling the Tempest.
2880070Hymns for Childhood — Christ Walking on the WaterFelicia Hemans


CHRIST WALKING ON THE WATER.


Fear was within the tossing bark,
    When stormy winds grew loud,
And waves came rolling high and dark,
    And the tall mast was bow’d.

And men stood breathless in their dread,
    And baffled in their skill—
But One was there, who rose, and said
    To the wild sea—be still!


And the wind ceas'd—it ceas’d!—that word
    Pass'd through the gloomy sky;
The troubled billows knew their Lord,
    And fell beneath His eye.

And slumber settled on the deep,
    And silence on the blast;
They sank, as flowers that fold to sleep
    When sultry day is past.

Oh! thou, that in its wildest hour
    Didst rule the tempest's mood,
Send thy meek spirit forth in power
    Soft on our souls to brood.

Thou that didst bow the billow's pride
    Thy mandate to fulfil,
Oh! speak to passion's raging tide,
    Speak, and say, "Peace, be still!"