3. A Little Ship Was on the Sea
A little ship was on the sea,
It sailed along so pleasantly,
And all was calm and bright.
The sun was sinking in the west;
The shore was near at hand;
And those on board with hearts at rest
Thought soon to reach the land.
When lo! a storm began to rise;
The wind grew loud and strong;
It blew the clouds across the skies;
And all but One were sore afraid
His head was on a pillow laid,
"Master, we perish; Master, save!"
They cried; their Master heard:
He rose, rebuked the wind and wave,
And stilled them with a word.
He to the storm said, "Peace, be still!"
The raging billows cease;
The mighty winds obey His will,
And all are hushed in peace.
They greatly wondered—so may we,
Who could this glorious Person be
Whom winds and seas obey?
O well we know it was the Lord,
The Saviour and the Friend,
Whose care of those who trust His Word