1 The floods, O Lord, lift up their voice,
The mighty floods lift up their roar;
The floods in tumult loud rejoice,
And climb in foam the sounding shore.
2 But mightier than the mighty sea,
The Lord of glory reigns on high;
Far o'er its waves we look to thee,
And see their fury break and die.
3 Thy word is true, thy promise sure,
That ancient promise, sealed in love;
Here be thy temple ever pure,
As thy pure mansions shine above.
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| First Line: | The floods, O Lord, lift up their voice |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1891 |