The Disciples at Sea
John Newton, 1779, from Olney Hymns, vol. 1, hymn 114
|Constrained by their Lord to embark,|
And venture, without him, to sea;
The season tempestuous and dark,
How grieved the disciples must be!
But though he remained on the shore,
He spent the night for them in prayer;
They still were as safe as before,
And equally under his care.
2. They strove, though in vain, for a while,
|3. We, like the disciples, are tossed|
By storms, on a perilous deep;
But cannot be possibly lost,
For Jesus has charge of the ship:
Though billows and winds are enraged,
And threaten to make us their sport;
This pilot his word has engaged
To bring us, in safety, to port.
4. If sometimes we struggle alone,
|5. Yet, Lord, we are ready to shrink.|
Unless we thy presence perceive;
O save us (we cry) or we sink,
We would, but we cannot believe
The night has been long and severe,
The winds and the seas are still high;
Dear Saviour, this moment appear,
And say to our souls, It is I!