You Are The Moon Lyrics

James Cleveland You Are The Moon

Master, the tempest is raging, the billows are tossing high, the sky is o'rshadowed with blackness, no shelter or help is nigh

Carest, thou not that we perished, how can thou lie asleep, seems like each moment, so madly is threating, oh a grave in the angry deep.

The winds and the waves shall obey, thy will, peace be still, peace be still, peace be still, peace be still, they all shall sweetly obey thy will, peace, peace be still