IT IS I, BE NOT AFRAID.
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Toss'd with rough winds, and faint with fear,
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CGS No.: 516
Verse 1
Toss'd with rough winds, and faint with fear,
Above the tempest, soft and clear,
What still small accents greet mine ear? ---
'Tis I; be not afraid.
Verse 2
'Tis I, who washed thy spirit white;
'Tis I, who gave thy blind eyes sight;
'Tis I, thy Lord, thy life, thy light:
'Tis I; be not afraid
Verse 3
These raging winds, this surging sea,
Have spent their deadly force on Me:
They bear no breath of wrath to thee:
'Tis I; be not afraid.
Verse 4
This bitter cup, I drank it first;
To thee it is no draught accurst;
The hand that gives it thee is pierced:
'Tis I; be not afraid.
Verse 5
Mine eyes are watching by thy bed,
Mine arms are underneath thy head,
My blessing is around thee shed:
'Tis I, be not afraid.
Verse 6
When on the other side thy feet
Shall rest mid thousand welcomes sweet,
One well-known Voice thy heart shall greet,
'Tis I; be not afraid.
IT IS I, BE NOT AFRAID.
For the request from Guest of 15th Feb, 2012, the lyrics pasted below might be the very one he/she must be searching for... I also have been in search of this english version for a very long time. Just found it this hour!!!
http://apostolicfaithweca.org/content/tossd-rough-winds-and-faint-fear
Toss'd with rough winds, and faint with fear,
Printer-friendly versionSend by email
CGS No.: 516
Verse 1
Toss'd with rough winds, and faint with fear,
Above the tempest, soft and clear,
What still small accents greet mine ear? ---
'Tis I; be not afraid.
Verse 2
'Tis I, who washed thy spirit white;
'Tis I, who gave thy blind eyes sight;
'Tis I, thy Lord, thy life, thy light:
'Tis I; be not afraid
Verse 3
These raging winds, this surging sea,
Have spent their deadly force on Me:
They bear no breath of wrath to thee:
'Tis I; be not afraid.
Verse 4
This bitter cup, I drank it first;
To thee it is no draught accurst;
The hand that gives it thee is pierced:
'Tis I; be not afraid.
Verse 5
Mine eyes are watching by thy bed,
Mine arms are underneath thy head,
My blessing is around thee shed:
'Tis I, be not afraid.
Verse 6
When on the other side thy feet
Shall rest mid thousand welcomes sweet,
One well-known Voice thy heart shall greet,
'Tis I; be not afraid.