Winds are boistrous, waves are high
Midnight gloom o'erspreads the sky.
Fearful, sinful, singking down
Peter's prayer I make my own.

Mountain waves of sin I see
In thy mercy, "Lord, save me."
Mountain waves of sin I see
In thy mercy, "Lord, save me."

Lord, thou bidst me come to thee
Thou alone my help must be;
On the trech'rous waves I stand
Savior hold me by thy hand.

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Lord, my feeble faith forgive
Help divine may I receive
All my guilty fears remove
Werefore can I doubt thy love?

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