They witness His wonders in the deep.
He commands the ever whipping winds.
He lifts the waves high as if to the heavens.

He sends them down to comb the depths.
And as they reel to and fro, and stagger,
Crying out loud to Him at cove's end.

He calms the storm, and the waves are still.
Their safe haven, they know,
Lies just ahead.
 

Psalm 107