A windstorm suddenly arose on the sea, so great that the boat was being swamped by the waves, but he was asleep.
and while they were sailing he fell asleep. A windstorm swept down on the lake, and the boat was filling with water, and they were in danger.
For your sake I am glad I was not there, so that you may believe. But let us go to him.”
O afflicted one, storm-tossed and not comforted, I am about to set your stones in antimony and lay your foundations with sapphires.
The mountains saw you and writhed; a torrent of water swept by; the deep gave forth its voice. The sun raised high its hands;
And when he got into the boat, his disciples followed him.
And they went and woke him up, saying, “Lord, save us! We are perishing!”