P.CVII.V. Thy works of glory, mighty Lord

27 Thy works of glory, mighty Lord,
That rule the boist'rous sea,
The sons of courage shall record,
Who tempt the dangerous way.

28 At thy command the winds arise,
And swell the tow'ring waves!
The men astonish'd mount the skies,
And sink in gaping graves.

29 [Again they climb the wat'ry hills,
And plunge in deeps again;
Each like a tott'ring drunkard reels,
And finds his courage vain.

30 Frighted to hear the tempest roar,
They pant with flutt'ring breath;
And hopeless of the distant shore,
Expect immediate death.]

31 Then to the Lord they raise their cries,
He hears the loud request,
And orders silence thro' the skies,
And lays the floods to rest.

32 Sailors rejoice to lose their fears,
And see the storms allay'd:
Now to their eyes the port appears:
There let their vows be paid.

33 'Tis God that brings them safe to land;
Let stupid mortals know,
That waves are under his command,
And all the winds that blow.

34 O that the sons of men would praise
The goodness of the Lord!
And those that see thy wond'rous ways,
Thy wond'rous love record.

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First Line: Thy works of glory, mighty Lord
Meter: C. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1816
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Topic: The Mariner's Psalm
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