Master, the Tempest Is Raging

Mary A. Baker, 1874 Horatio Richmond Palmer

G ‚ k‚ k‚ k‚ kk kkzz kk kk‚ kk‚ kk‚ k‚ k k‚ z

6 k k k k kk z kk kk‚
=110

a8 k k k k k
‡ ‡
1. Mas - ter, the tem - pest is rag - ing! The bil - lows are toss - ing high! The
2. Mas - ter, with an - guish of spir - it I bow in my grief to - day; The

k kk z kk kk kk kk k‚
3. Mas - ter, the ter - ror is o - ver, The el - e - ments sweet - ly rest; Earth’s
k k k k k k k kzkz kk kk
6
b 8 k‡ k k k k k ‡ ‡ ‡ ‡ k k
‡ ‡ ‡ ‡ ‡ ‡ ‡

a kk‚ kk‚ kk‚ kk‚ kk‚ kk kkzz kk k‚ k‚ kk‚ kk‚ kk kk‚ kzkz kzkz
‡
sky is o’er - sha - dowed with black - ness, No shel - ter or help is nigh;
depths of my sad heart are trou - bled Oh, wak - en and save, I pray!

kk kk kk kk k‚ k k k kz kz
sun in the calm lake is mir - rored, And heav - en’s with - in my breast;
k k k k k k k zz
b k‡ k k k
‡ ‡ ‡
k
‡
k
‡ ‡ ‡ ‡ ‡ k k kz kz
‡
z kk‚ kk‚ kk‚ kk dkk‚ kkzz kƒ
a k‚ k‚ k‚ k‚k k‚k k‚k kzkz kkz kk kƒ
Car - est Thou not that we per - ish? How canst Thou lie a - sleep, When each
Tor - rents of sin and of ang - uish Sweep o’er my sink - ing soul; And I

k z kz k
Ling - er, O bless - èd Re - deem - er! Leave me a - lone no more; And with

kk kk kk dkk kk kk k k kk kk kz kk kk
b ‡ ‡ ‡ ‡ kz k z k k k kz kk
‡ ‡ ‡ ‡ ‡ ‡ ˆ ˆ
‚ ‚ k‚ k‚ k‚ kk kkzz kk kk‚ k‚ kk‚ kk‚ k kk‚ kzkz kk k‚
Refrain

k
a k k k k k ‡ k
mo - ment so mad - ly is threaten - ing A grave in the ang - ry deep?
per - ish! I per - ish! dear Mas - ter Oh, hast - en, and take con - trol. The

kk kk kk k k kk k kz
joy I shall make the blest har - bor, And rest on the bliss - ful shore.
k k k k k k kk z k k
b k‡ k‡ k k
‡ ‡
k k
‡ ‡ ‡ ‡ ‡ ‡ k k kz k k
‡
‡
Public Domain
Courtesy of the Cyber Hymnal™
 2

a kk‚ kk‚ kk‚ kk‚ kk‚ kk‚ kk kk‚ kzkz kzkz kk kk‚ kk zz kk zz kk‚ kk‚ kk‚ kk‚ kk‚ kk‚
winds and the waves shall o - bey Thy will, Peace, be still! Whe - ther the wrath of the

k kk kk kk kk kk kk kk kzkz kk kz kk kk kzkz kk kk kk kk kk kk
b k‡ ‡ ‡ ‡ ‡ ‡ ‡ kk kz ‡ ‡ ‡ ‡ ‡ ‡ ‡
‡
kk‚ kk kk‚ kk‚ kk‚ kk‚ kk‚ kk‚ ‚ kk‚ kk‚ kk‚ kk dkk‚ kk‚ kk‚ kk‚ dkk‚ kk‚ kk‚
a kk kk
storm tossed sea, Or de - mons or men, or what - ev - er it be No wa - ters can swal - low the

k kk kk kk fkk kk kk kk kk kk kk kk kk kk kk kk kk kk k k k
b k ‡ ‡ ‡ ‡ ‡ ‡ ‡ ‡ ‡ ‡ ‡ ‡ ‡ ‡ ‡ k‡ k‡ k‡
k k‚ k k‚ k‚ k‚ k‚ k‚ k‚ kk‚ kk kk k k‚ kk k‚ k‚ kk‚ k‚
a k k k k k k k k k k k k
‡ ‡
ship where lies The Mas - ter of o - cean, and earth, and skies; They all shall sweet - ly o-

k k k k k kk kk kk k‚k kk k k k
‡
k k k k k
k
k k k k k
b ‡ ‡ ‡ ‡ ‡ ‡ ‡ ‡ ‡ ‡ ‡ ‡ ‡
‚ kk k‚ k‚ k‚ k‚ k ‚ k z
a kk kk‚ kk z kk k‚ kzkz kk k‚ kk k‡ k k k kk k
- bey Thy will, Peace, be still! Peace, be still! They all shall sweet - ly o - bey Thy will,

k k kz k k kz kk kk kk k‡ k k k k k k k kz
b k k‡ kz k k kz ‡
k k k
‡ ‡
k k
‡ ‡
k k kz
‡
‡
a kzkz ‚k yz
kk k jz
Peace, peace, be still!

kz k k yjzjz
b kz k k
‡