A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy ‎#329

329. Mark! when tempestuous winds arise

1 Mark! when tempestuous winds arise,
The wild confusion and uproar;
All ocean mixing with the skies,
And wrecks are dash'd upon the shore.

2 Not less confusion racks the mind,
By its own fierce ideas tots;
Calm reason is to rage resign'd,
And in the whirl of passion lost.

3 O self-tormenting child of pride,
Anger, bred up in hate and strife!
Ten thousand ill, by thee supply'd,
Mingle the cup of bitter life.

4 Happy the meek, whose gentle breast,
Clear as the summer's ev'ning ray,
Calm as the regions of the blest,
Enjoys on earth celestial day!

5 No friendships broke their bosoms sting,
No jars their peaceful tent invade;
Secure beneath th' almighty wing,
And foes to none, of none afraid.

6 Spirit of grace, all meek and mild!
Inspire our hearts, our souls possess;
Repel each passion rude and wild,
And bless us as we aim to bless.

Text Information

• First Line: Mark! when tempestuous winds arise
• Meter: L. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1814
• Topic: Personal Duties

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