I’ve been fighting the wind for so long,
Trying to prove that my own hands are strong.
But the water is deep and the shoreline is gone,
And I’m so tired of waiting for dawn.
I look across and I see You right there,
Unmoved by the chaos, answering my prayer.
You say, “Peace, be still,” and the world falls away.
The thunder is quieted, the night turns to day.
No longer drowning in the fears that I hold,
Wrapped in a calm that can never be told.
Your voice is the anchor, Your love is the shore,
And the storm doesn’t frighten my heart anymore.
There’s a beautiful silence that settles inside,
When I stop trying to battle the tide.
You don’t need a weapon to conquer the dark,
Just a breath of Your grace to protect this small bark.
The waves that were crashing are glassy and clear,
Melting away at the sight of You near.
You say, “Peace, be still,” and the world falls away.
The thunder is quieted, the night turns to day.
No longer drowning in the fears that I hold,
Wrapped in a calm that can never be told.
Your voice is the anchor, Your love is the shore,
And the storm doesn’t frighten my heart anymore.
Even the wind knows the sound of Your breath.
Even the ocean is quiet as death.
If the seas will obey You, then why should I fear?
The Maker of safety is sitting right here.
Peace, be still.
The water is calm.
Peace, be still.
I am safe in Your palm.
Steve Maraboli
