Hymnal ‎#269

269. Lord, for the just thou dost provide

1 Lord, for the just Thou dost provide,
Thou art their sure defence;
Eternal Wisdom is their guide,
Their help, Omnipotence.

2 Though they through foreign lands should roam,
And breathe the tainted air
In burning climates, far from home,
Yet Thou, their Gad, art there.

3 Thy goodness sweetens every soil,
makes every country please;
Thou on the snowy hills dost smile,
And smooth'st the rugged seas.

4 When waves on waves, to heaven uprear'd,
Defied the pilots' art;
When terror in each face appear'd,
And sorrow in each heart;

5 To Thee I raised my humble prayer,
To snatch me from the grave:
I found Thine ear not slow to hear,
Nor short Thine arm to save.

6 Thou gav'st the word, the winds did cease,
The storms obey'd Thy will,
The raging sea was hush'd in peace,
And every wave was still.

7 For this, my life, in every state,
A life of praise shall be;
And death, when death shall be my fate.
Shall join my soul to Thee.

Text Information

• First Line: Lord, for the just thou dost provide
• Meter: C. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1871
• Topic: Offices of the Church: For Those at Sea

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