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December 15, 2005

228R When Winds Are Raging

Original Title: "When Winds Are Raging," Harriet Beecher Stowe (1855), ZU MEINEM HERRN, 11.10.11.10., adapted from Johann Gottfried Schicht; New Title: Same hymn title, rev. REH (2006), INTERCESSOR, 11.10.11.10.Charles H. H. Parry, Hymns Ancient and Modern, (1904). Harriet Beecher Stowe was a Congregationalist, and professor at Bowdoin College, Maine, in 1850. She wrote many books, including Uncle Tom’s Cabin (1852), an anti-slavery novel. "There remains, then, a Sabbath rest for the people of God,” Hebrews 4:9; For [Christ] is our peace," Ephesians 2:14. "[Jesus] said to them, 'Come away to a deserted place all by yourselves and rest a while,'" Mark 6:31. "When [Jesus] saw that they were straining at the oars against an adverse wind, he came towards them early in the morning, walking on the sea . . . Then he got into the boat with them and the wind ceased," Mark 6:48, 50; see also John 6:18-20. "Remember, O Lord, how your servant is taunted; how I bear in my bosom the insults of the peoples, with which your enemies taunt, O Lord, with which they taunted the footsteps of your anointed," Psalm 89:50-51; compare the lyrics "the babble of life’s angry voices."

INTERCESSOR (11.10.11.10)

1. When winds are rag-ing o’er the up-per o-cean,
and bil-lows wild con-tend with an-gry roar,
’tis said, far down, be-low the wild com-mo-tion,
that peace-ful still-ness reign-eth ev-er-more.

2. Far, far be-neath, the noise of tem-pests dieth,
and sil-ver wa-ves chime ev-er peace-ful-ly,
and no rude storm, how fierce so e’er it fli-eth,
dis-turbs the sab-bath of that deep-er sea.

3. So to the heart that knows thy love, O Pur-est!
there is a tem-ple, sa-cred ev-er-more,
and all the bab-ble of life’s an-gry voi-ces
dies in hushed still-ness at its peace-ful door.

4. Far, far a-way, the roar of pas-sion di-eth,
and lov-ing thoughts rise calm and peace-ful-ly,
and no rude storm, how fierce so e’er it fli-eth,
dis-turbs the soul that dwells, Ho-ly, in thee.

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