The Winds and Billows Loudly Roar

1. The winds and bil- lows loud- ly roar We flound- er in the deep Our bark is frail, far off the shore, And Je- sus is a- sleep.

2. "Save us, we per- ish, Lord," they cry; To Thee we fly for aid; "A- wake! a- wake!" they say; but why So faith- less and a- fraid?

3. His head is pil- low'd on the stern, As Man He is a- sleep; As God He all things does dis- cern, And end- less vig- ils keep.

4. He does the el- e- ments con- trol; By His Al- might- y Will. The an- gry waves their sur- ges roll; And at His Word are still.

5. O ye, who in the Church- 's Bark O'er life's rough o- cean sail, When all a- round is drear and dark, and hu- man ef- forts fail,