Peace, Be Still (Deveneau)

Storm tossed soul on life’s rough

heav­ing ocean

Doubts and fears thy bo­som fill;

List! above the wild and great com­mo­tion

Jesus speaks the Peace

be still!

Peace be still

be still

Sweet the whis­per to thy wea­ry soul

Peace be still

be still

For Je­sus now will make thee whole.

Sin has long in strong­est chains en­thralled thee

Captive led at Sa­tan’s will;

Mercy sweet­ly plead­ing long has called thee

But ye hear not

Peace

be still!

Sin sick soul

just now the Great Phy­si­cian

Offers balm for ev­ery ill;

Bow thy heart in hum­ble

deep con­tri­tion

Lend thine ear to Peace

be still!

Soon the storms of life will end in glo­ry

Let this theme thy bo­som fill;

When death’s sha­dow waves are clos­ing o’er thee

May you hear His Peace

be still!