1 How are thy servants blest, O Lord!
How sure is their defense!
Eternal wisdom is their guide,
Their help omnipotence.
2 In foreign realms, and lands remote,
Supported by thy care,
Through burning climes they pass unhurt,
And breathe in tainted air.
3 When by the dreadful tempest borne
High on the broken wave,
They know thou art not slow to hear,
Nor impotent to save.
4 The storm is laid, the winds retire,
Obedient to thy will;
The sea that roars at thy command,
At thy command is still.
5 In midst of dangers, fears, and deaths,
Thy goodness we'll adore;
We'll praise thee for thy mercies past,
And humbly hope for more.
6 Our life, while thou preservest that life,
Thy sacrifice shall be;
And death, when death shall be out lot,
Shall join our souls to thee.
|First Line:||How are thy servants blest, O Lord!|
|Topic:||Attributes of God: Preserver; Watchful Care|