THE TEMPEST.
The night is dark, the wind is high,
And rain is pouring from the sky,
There is no moon,
The stars are gone,
The lamps are out, the fire is down.
How sad and lonely is this night,
I cannot see a gleam of light;
Awake I keep,
And silent weep,
While parents dear are fast in sleep.
But there is one who dwells above,
Whose looks are bright, whose name is love,
His guardian care
Is every where,
And those who love him need not fear.
Such was the night in Galilee,
When the disciples on the sea,
Far from the coast,
By tempest tost,
Expected to be sunk and lost.
The Lord rebuk'd the angry seas,
And hush'd the winds and waves to peace,
He spake the word,
The tempest heard,
And own'd the pow'r of Christ the Lord.
Then let the rain in torrents pour,
And let the winds in tumult roar;
Dark be the night,
Yet Christ my light,
Around me shines in splendor bright.
AWAKE, AWAKE MY LOVE.
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