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eHymnBook # 3252
Title:
 		Fierce raged the tempest o'er the deep
First Line:
 		Fierce raged the tempest over the deep
LYRICS
Meter: 8 8 8 3
Writer(s):
Trans/Adapted:
Dates: 1862
Bible Refs: Mt 8:23-27; Mk 4:37-39; Lk 8:22-26;
LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
    Hymn/Song Book Year Song #
  • Anglican Hymn Book 1965
    		• 1965# 553
  • Baptist Hymn Book
    		• 1962# 117
  • Church Hymnal (Church of Ireland) 1919
    		• 1919# 576
  • Church Hymnal (Church of Ireland) 1960
    		• 1960# 576
  • Hymns Ancient & Modern, New Edition
    		• 1904# 476
  • Hymns Ancient & Modern, New Standard
    		• 1983# 225
  • Hymns Ancient & Modern, Revised
    		• 1950# 313
  • Hymns Ancient & Modern, Standard
    		• 1922# 285
  • Hymns and Psalms with SA Sup.
    		• 1983# 144
  • Hymns of Faith
    		• 1964# 402
  • Methodist Hymn Book - Hymns
    		• 1954# 167
  • Songs of Praise, Enlarged Edition
    		• 1931# 489
  • The Book of Common Praise
    		• 1908# 459
  • The Book of Common Praise - Revised
    		• 1938# 507
  • The Church Hymnal for the Christian Year
    		• 1917# 722
  • The English Hymnal
    		• 1906# 541
  • The Golden Hymn Book
    		• 1903# 109
  • Universal Hymn Book
    		• 1885# 482


    MUSIC
    Name: ST. AËLFRED
    Meter: 8 8 8 3
    Writer(s):
    Dates: 1862
    LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
    Hymn/Song Book Year Song # Key
    1962# 117Eb
    1964# 402Eb
    1983# 144Eb
    1954# 167Eb
    1922# 285Eb
    ALTERNATIVE TUNES
    Name meter
    8 8 8 3

    More Info at
    Fierce raged the tempest
    o’er the deep,
    Watch did Thine
    anxious servants keep
    But Thou wast wrapped
    in guileless sleep,
    Calm and still.

    “Save, Lord, we perish,”
    was their cry,
    “O save us in our agony!”
    Thy word above
    the storm rose high,
    “Peace, be still.”

    The wild winds hushed;
    the angry deep
    Sank, like a little child, to sleep;
    The sullen billows ceased to leap,
    At Thy will.

    So, when our life is clouded o’er,
    And storm winds drift us
    from the shore,
    Say, lest we sink to rise no more,
    “Peace, be still.”

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