The winds and billows loudly roar We flounder in the deep Our bark is frail, far off the shore, And Jesus is asleep. "Save us, we perish, Lord," they cry; To Thee we fly for aid; "Awake! awake!" they say; but why So faithless and afraid? His head is pillow'd on the stern, As Man He is asleep; As God He all things does discern, And endless vigils keep. He does the elements control; By His Almighty Will. The angry waves their surges roll; And at His Word are still. O ye, who in the Church's Bark O'er life's rough ocean sail, When all around is drear and dark, and human efforts fail,Ты нашел меня когда блуждала я Každá rana Krista Pána tʿạl bsrʿẗ wʿd mʿạyạ Mi amante Jesús salvóme СЭЭҢ-БИЛЕ ЧУГААЛАЖЫЫЙН ndyk ạlmjd wntdẖkr Jehovah, Ray an-danitra Love On The Line На Ямайке Daca bate vântul peste-a mea grădină
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