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136 6 But though they grow so tall and strong, His plan will not require them long ; In harvest, when he saves his own, The tares shall into hell be thrown.

1 A WORD from Jesus calms the sea, The stormy wind controls, And gives repose and liberty To tempest-tossed souls.

2 To Peter on the waves he came, And gave him instant peace ; Thus he to me reveal d his name, And bade my sorrows cease.

3 Then fill d with wonder, joy, and love. Peter s request was mine ; Lord, call me down, I long to prove That I am wholly thine.

4 Unmoved at all I have to meet On life s tempestuous sea, Hard shall be easy, bitter sweet, So I may follow thee.

5 He heard and smiled, and bade me try ; I eagerly obey d ; But when from him I turn d my eye, How was my soul dismay d!

6 The storm increased on every side, I felt my spirit shrink ! And soon, with Peter, loud I cried, &quot; Lord, save me, or I sink.&quot;

7 Kindly he caught me by the hand, And said, &quot; Why dost thou fear Since thou art come at my command. And I am always near ?

8 &quot; Upon my promise rest thy hope, And keep my love in view ;