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37 And ther arose a great storme of wynde, & the waues dashed in to the ship, so that it was now full.
38 And he was in the sterne a slepe on a pelowe. And they awake him, & saye vnto hym: Master, carest thou not, that we perishe?
39 And he rose vp, and rebuked the wynde, and sayde vnto the see: peace, be styll. And the wynde ceassed, and ther folowed a greate calme.