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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.

Wide as they sweep their sounding way,
They work Thy sovereign will;
And awed by Thy majestic voice,
Confusion shall be still.

Thy mercy tempers every blast
To those who seek Thy face;
And mingles with the tempest’s roar
The whispers of Thy grace.

Those gentle whispers let me hear,
Till all the tumult cease;
And gales of Paradise shall lull
My weary soul to peace.



A Book of Hymns for Public and Private Devotion (15th ed.) #546
1 Great Ruler of all nature's frame,
We own thy pow'r divine;
We hear thy breath in ev'ry storm,
For all the winds are thine.

2 Wide as thy sweep their sounding way,
They work thy sov'reign will;
And, aw'd by thy majestic voice,
Confusion shall be still.

3 Thy mercy tempers ev'ry blast
To those who seek thy face;
And mingles, with the tempest's roar,
The whispers of thy grace.

4 Let me those gentle whispers hear,
Till all the tumults cease;
Sleep in thine arms, and wake in realms
Of everlasting peace!


A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy: for the use of Evangelical Lutheran Churches; to which are added prayers for families and individuals #467
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 aw'd by thy majestic voice,
Confusion shall be still.

3 Thy mercy tempers ever 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; designed for the use of conference meetings, private circles, and congregations, as a supplement to Dr. Watts' Psalms and Hymns #59
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 they 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 those who 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 tumult cease,
And gales of Paradise shall lull
My weary soul to peace.

The Cyber Hymnal #2030
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