O'er the deep and midnight darkness
Dangers wild on every hand
With the winds and waves all crashing
Toils a lonely fisher bed

Faces flushed with tears and terror
Hear their sad and plaintive cry
Drop the oars, the boat is sinking
But the Lord they love is nigh

He who watches from the distance
Rises up His own to save
Hushes winds to calm submission
Quells the storm they could not brave

From the depths they cry out to Him
Then the pure and sacred thrill
Of His voice amid the tempest
Calmly saying, "Peace, be still"

Peace be still
Peace be still

Heart of mine, o cease thy striving
Trust in Him, my dearest friend
Though the storms of life will gather
He will keep thee to the end

When the waves are wildly breaking
And thy soul with terror fills
Thou shall hear, like sweetest music
Jesus saying, "Peace, be still"

Peace be still
Peace be still
Peace be still
Peace be still
Peace be still