436b It Is I
Loud roars the wind and wild the tide, The ship her course delayed; When to their help He came Who cried, “'Tis I, be not afraid!” Who walks the waves in wondrous guise, By nature's laws unstayed; A well-known voice in love replies, “'Tis I, be not afraid!” When we grow weary on our way, His grace comes to our aid; And when we come to die, He'll say, “'Tis I, be not afraid!” |