The Great Storm is Over

Set to music by Jim Reid singer, this was written as a poem in the late 1800s by Dundee poet James Lowe. Nowadays, walking uo the banks of the Dichty Burn at the back of Dundee, you could be excused for doubting the words of the song — with the old matress, the shopping trolley and the spare tire scattered in the places that once were ‘the beauty spots whar the Dichty rins’.

Alleluia, the great storm is over,
Lift up your wings and fly;
Alleluia, the great storm is over,
Lift up your wings and fly.

1: The thunder and lightning gave voice to the night,
The little lame chaild cried aloud in her fright;
Hush little baby a story I’ll tell,
Of the love that vanquished the powers of Hell.

Chorus:
Alleluia, the great storm is over,
Lift up your wings and fly;
Alleluia, the great storm is over,
Lift up your wings and fly.

2: Sweetness in the air and justice in the wind,
And laughter in the house where the mourners have been;
The deaf shall have music,the blind have new eyes,
The standards of death taken down by surprise.

3: Release for the catives an end to the wars,
New streams in the desert new hope for the poor;
The litle lame children will dance as they sing,
And play with the bear and the lions in Spring.

4: Hush little baby let go of your fear,
The lord loves his own and your mother is here;
The giant fell asleep as the lantern did burn,
The mother sang on til her bridegroom's return.

Chorus:
Alleluia, the great storm is over,
Lift up your wings and fly;
Alleluia, the great storm is over,
Lift up your wings and fly.

c p 1990 Springthyme Music