When calm gives way to calamity
And foaming wakes of fury
Roaring with deafening defiance
Agitating our souls
His children may lose sight of Him
When swelling seas surround
And the torrent becomes torturous
Mindful are they of their Master
Despite fray and disarray
Wind and waves obey
When salty seaside breezes caress
And tides subside
Waves curl in beauty once more
And the rip current relents
Now glad splashing on battered stone and shell
Listen
He who spoke them into being commands them
Into the quiet heaviness of His presence
Grateful are we for His gales of grace
See Him once again
Wind and waves obey
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