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Fanny Crosby

A Storm Gathers Dark O’er The Foam Crested

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1. A storm gathers dark o’er the foam crested deep,
And souls on the billows are tossed;
Then forth let us go, with a message of hope,
Speed on, lest their vessel be lost.

Refrain
Make haste, make haste,
Make haste to the rescue, away!
Speed on, quickly on, with a message of hope—
No time for a moment’s delay.

2. No bright beaming star in the darkness they see,
No bells from the harbor they hear;
Their frail, shattered bark, still is drifting afar,
Speed on, with a message of cheer.

3. A light softly breaks, and their peril is o’er;
They hear, and they answer our call;
Our boat hurries on with the Pilot on board—
In Him is a refuge for all.


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      A Storm Gathers Dark O’er The Foam Crested

      1. A storm gathers dark o’er the foam crested deep,
      And souls on the billows are tossed;
      Then forth let us go, with a message of hope,
      Speed on, lest their vessel be lost.

      Refrain
      Make haste, make haste,
      Make haste to the rescue, away!
      Speed on, quickly on, with a message of hope—
      No time for a moment’s delay.

      2. No bright beaming star in the darkness they see,
      No bells from the harbor they hear;
      Their frail, shattered bark, still is drifting afar,
      Speed on, with a message of cheer.

      3. A light softly breaks, and their peril is o’er;
      They hear, and they answer our call;
      Our boat hurries on with the Pilot on board—
      In Him is a refuge for all.