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The Sea Is His

The sea is His; He made its blue expanse

Author: George Lansing Taylor
Published in 1 hymnal

Printable scores: PDF, Noteworthy Composer
Audio files: MIDI

Representative Text

1 The sea is His; He made its blue expanse,
And wrapped it like a mantle round the globe;
An azure velvet, sheened with sunshine’s glance,
Ermined with whitecaps like an empress’ robe.

2 The sea is His; its rolling billows swell
Their beryl bosoms, laced with foamy snow,
And in their ceaseless psalmody they tell
What tides, like human heart-throbs, heave below.

3 The sea is His; in watery mountains whirled,
Waked by His breath its waves assault the skies,
Its thundering breakers shake the solid world,
And navies vanish, conqueror and prize.

4 The sea is His; within its mirrored calm
His white-cloud chariots sweep a double sky,
Its tempests slumber in His folded palm,
Its monsters gambol ’neath their maker’s eye.

5 The sea is His; its hymns its organ bass
Till nature’s anthem fills the vaulted pole;
Or, floating soft as incense from a vase,
Æolian vespers thrill the ravished soul.

6 The sea is His; a pavement for His throne;
An image of immensity and might;
A shoreless, infinite abyss, unknown;
A gulf of splendor in a gulf of night.

7 The sea is His; but when His trump shall sound
Its trembling waves shall die along the shore,
Its frightened floods shall shrink in caves profound
In that new earth there shall be sea no more.

Source: The Cyber Hymnal #12260

Author: George Lansing Taylor

Taylor, George Lansing, D.D., born at Skaneateles, N.Y., Feb. 13, 1835, graduated at Columbia College, 1861, D.D. from Syracuse, 1876. Entered the Methodist Episcopal Ministry in 1862. His hymn, "Dare to do right! dare to be true" (Christian Courage), appeared anonymously in W. B. Bradbury's Golden Censer, 1864; and Bradbury's Clarion, 1867, as by "Rev. Geo. Lansing Taylor." In the Sunday School Hymnary , 1905 [Rev. James Mearns, M.A.] --John Julian, Dictionary of Hymnology, New Supplement (1907)… Go to person page >

Text Information

First Line: The sea is His; He made its blue expanse
Title: The Sea Is His
Author: George Lansing Taylor
Language: English
Copyright: Public Domain



TOULAN was originally an adaptation of the Genevan Psalter melody for Psalm 124 (124). In one melodic variant or another and with squared-off rhythms, the tune was used in English and Scottish psalters for various psalm texts. It was published in the United States in its four-line abridged form (cal…

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