When Winds Breathe Soft

When winds breathe soft, along the silent deep, along the silent deep, the silent deep The waters curl, the peaceful billows sleep
A stronger gale the troubled wave awakes The surface roughens, the surface roughens and the ocean shakes, the ocean shakes, the surface roughens and the ocean shakes.

More dreadful, more dreadful still when furious storms arise
The mounting billows bellow to the skies On liquid rocks the tottering vessels tossed Unnumbered surges lash the foaming coast, unnumbered surges lash the foaming coast The raging waves excited by the blast Whiten with wrath and split the sturdy mast, split the sturdy mast

When in an instant, he who rules the floods, earth air and fire, Jehovah god of gods In pleading accents speaks his sovereign will
And bids the waters and the winds be still, be still Hushed, hushed, hushed are the winds, hushed, hushed, hushed are the winds, the waters cease to roar Safe are the seas and silent as the shore

Now say what joy elates the sailors breast With prosperous gale so unexpected blest What ease what transport in each face is seen The heavens look bright the air and sea serene For every 'plaint we hear a joyful strain, for every ‘plaint we hear a joyful strain To Him whose power unbounded, rules the main, whose power unbounded, whose power unbounded, To him whose power unbounded rules the main.