The Apostles, Op. 49, Pt.1: IIIc. By the Sea of Galilee, "This shall ye have of mine hand"

Mary Magdalene:

'This shall ye have of Mine hand ye shall lie down in sorrow.'

God of Israel, the soul in anguish, the troubled spirit, crieth unto Thee. Hear and have mercy.

The mirth of tabrets ceaseth, the noise of them that rejoice endeth, our dance is turned into mourning.

'This shall ye have of Mine hand ye shall lie down in sorrow.'

Hear and have mercy, for Thou art merciful.

Mary Magdalene:

Is Thy wrath against the sea?

The voice of Thy thunder is in the heavens!

Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of Thy cataracts.

I see a ship in the midst of the sea, distressed with waves: and One cometh unto it, walking on the sea!

And they that are in the ship, toiling in rowing, are troubled and cry out for fear.

The Apostles:

It is a spirit!

Jesus:

Be of good cheer it is I, be not afraid.

Peter:

Lord, if it be Thou, bid me come unto Thee upon the waters.

Jesus:

Come!

John, Judas and Apostles Chorus:

He walketh on the waters.

Fearfulness and trembling are come upon him, and an horrible dread hath overwhelmed him.

Peter:

Lord, save me I perish!

Mary Magdalene:

He stretcheth forth His hand.

Jesus:

O thou of little faith wherefore didst thou doubt?

Mary Magdalene:

The wind ceaseth, and they worship Him.

Apostles Chorus:

Of a truth Thou art the Son of God.

Peter, John and Judas

The Lord hath his way in the whirlwind and in the storm.

Mary Magdalene:

Who stilleth the raging of the seas,

Who maketh the storm a calm?

Thy providence, O Father, governeth it: for Thou hast made a way in the sea, and a safe path in the waves shewing that Thou canst save from all danger.

Thy face, Lord, will I seek.

Thou hast not forsaken them that seek Thee.

Thy Face, Lord, will I seek.

My soul followeth hard after Thee:

Thy right hand upholdeth me.

Thy Face, Lord, will I seek.