In my soul
Your head cushioned
On my heart
My body the vessel
Of your choosing
Spirit the wind
That fills my sails
The breaking
Storm
The Father's House
Our destination
Though rough the sea
And filled with fear
I will not wake you
The silence of repose
The serenity of your face
Are calm enough for me
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Mark 4:35-41New Revised Standard Version Catholic Edition (NRSVCE)
Jesus Stills a Storm
35 On that day, when evening had come, he said to them, “Let us go across to the other side.” 36 And leaving the crowd behind, they took him with them in the boat, just as he was. Other boats were with him. 37 A great windstorm arose, and the waves beat into the boat, so that the boat was already being swamped. 38 But he was in the stern, asleep on the cushion; and they woke him up and said to him, “Teacher, do you not care that we are perishing?” 39 He woke up and rebuked the wind, and said to the sea, “Peace! Be still!” Then the wind ceased, and there was a dead calm. 40 He said to them, “Why are you afraid? Have you still no faith?” 41 And they were filled with great awe and said to one another, “Who then is this, that even the wind and the sea obey him?”
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