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416. Fierce was the wild billow


T. Tertius Noble, 1918


Walter Henry Hall, 1918

With great breadth.

Greek; Ascribed to St. Anatolius;

Tr. Tr. John Mason Neale, 1862

Fierce was the wild billow,

Dark was the night;

Oars laboured heavily,

Foam glimmered white;

Trembled the mariners,

Peril was nigh;

Then said the God of God,

"Peace! It is I."

Ridge of the mountain wave,

Lower thy crest!

Wail of Euroclydon,

Be thou at rest!


Sorrow can never be,

Darkness 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."


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