“Fear not! Fear not!” the voice divine
To storm-tossed rowers clearly calls!
The word of cheer like melody
Sounds sweetly o’er the angry sea,
As music on the ear it falls.”
“Be of good courage! It is I!
Be not afraid!” The Saviour says:
He sees the darkening of the deep,
His eyes are laden not with sleep,
The joy He brings excels all praise.”
“Fear not!” thy toiling well He knows.
Distress and peril call Him nigh,
Thy crossing stayed by boisterous winds
And raging waves His coming finds;
With peace He greets thee. “It is I!”
“Be not afraid!” above the wave
He walks, and thou may’st with Him be;
Take not thine eves from Christ, nor gaze
Upon the storm, for He doth raise
Faith’s sight His quiet mien to see.
“Fear not! Fear not!” thy tiny ship
With calm He fills from heaven’s abode;
And ‘neath the peaceful smiling skies
Worship to Him, the Lord, cloth rise.
“Truly, Thou art the Son of God!”
H. T. Vine.