Thy way is on the deep, O Lord!
E’en there we’ll go with Thee;
We’ll meet the tempest at Thy word,
And walk upon the sea.
Poor tremblers at His rougher wind,
Why do we doubt Him so?
Who gives the storms a path will find
The way our feet shall go.
A moment may His hand seem lost,
Drear moment of delay;—
We cry, “Lord, help the tempest-tost!”
And safe we’re borne away.
O happy soul, of faith divine!
Thy victory how sure!
The love that kindles joy is thine,
The patience to endure.
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|The Cyber Hymnal #9393||Thy Way Is On The Deep, O Lord||Thy way is on the deep, O Lord!||WESTMORELAND||James Martineau||CMD||<cite>Hymns for the Christian Church and Home</cite> (London: 1840)|