And behold, there arose a great storm on the sea, so that the boat was being covered with the waves; but Jesus Himself was sleeping.
¶“O afflicted one, storm-tossed, and not comforted, Behold, I will lay your stones in antimony, And your foundations I will set in sapphires.
The mountains saw You and writhed; The downpour of waters passed by. The deep gave forth its voice; It lifted high its hands.
And when He got into the boat, His disciples followed Him.
And they came to Him and got Him up, saying, “Save us, Lord; we are perishing!”
But as they were sailing along, He fell asleep, and a windstorm descended on the lake, and they began to be swamped and in danger.
and I am glad for your sakes that I was not there, so that you may believe; but let us go to him.”