Master the Tempest is Raging

Master, with anguish of spirit
I bow in spirit I bow in grief today.
The depths of my sad heart are troubled. 
Oh, waken and save, I pray!
Torrents of sin and of anguish
Sweep o'er my sinking soul,
And I perish! I perish! dear Master.
Oh, hasten and take control!

[Chorus]
The winds and the waves 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 ship where lies
The Master of ocean and earth and skies.
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 Tempest is Raging, p.105]