1 Great Ruler of all nature's frame,
We own thy power divine:
We hear thy breath in every storm,
For all the winds are thine.
2 Wide as thy sweep their sounding way,
They work thy sovereign will;
And awed by thy majestic voice,
Confusion shall be still.
3 Thy mercy tempers every blast
To them that seek thy face;
And mingles with the tempest's roar,
The whispers of thy grace.
4 those gentle whispers let me hear,
Till all the tumults cease;
And gales of paradise shall sooth
My weary soul to peace.
A New Selection of Hymns, 1812
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|The Cyber Hymnal #2030||Great Ruler of All Nature's Frame||Great Ruler of all nature's frame||ST. MARTIN'S||Philip Doddridge, 1702-1751||CM||published posthumously in <cite>Hymns Founded on Various Texts in the Holy Scriptures</cite>, by Job Orton (J. Eddowes and J. Cotton, 1755)|