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 God, art there.
3 Thy goodness sweetens ev'ry soil,
Makes ev'ry country please;
Thou on the snowy hills dost smile,
And smooth'st the rugged seas.
4 When waves on waves, to heav'n uprear'd,
Defy'd the pilot's art;
When terror in each face appear'd,
And sorrow in each heart;
5 To thee I rais'd my humble pray'r
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 ev'ry wave was still.
7 For this, my life in ev'ry state,
A life of praise shall be;
And death (when death shall be my fate)
Shall join my soul to thee.
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|Topic:||Blessings temporal and spiritual: Thanksgiving for Deliverance from Danger at Sea|