1 How are thy servants blest, O Lord! How sure is their defence! Eternal Wisdom is their guide, Their help Omnipotence.
2 In foreign realms, and lands remote, Supported by thy care,
They pass unhurt through burning climes, And breathe in tainted air.
3 Thy mercy sweetens every soil, Makes every region please; The hoary frozen hills it warms, And smooths the boisterous seas.
4 Though by the dreadful tempest tossed High on the broken wave,
They know thou art not slow to hear, Nor impotent to save.
5 The storm is laid, the winds retire, Obedient to thy will;
The sea that roars at thy command, At thy command is still.
6 In midst of dangers, fears, and death, Thy goodness I'll adore;
And praise thee for thy mercies past, And humbly hope for more.
1 GLORY to thee, whose powerful word Bids the tempestuous wind arise; Glory to thee, the sovereign Lord Of air, and earth, and seas, and skies!
2 Let air, and earth, and skies obey, And seas thine awful will perform ; From them we learn to own thy sway, And shout to meet the gathering storm.
3 What though the floods lift up their voice, Thou hearest, Lord, our louder cry; They cannot damp thy children's joys, Or shake the soul when God is nigh.
4 Roar on, ye waves! our souls defy Your roaring to disturb our rest; In vain to impair the calm ye try, The calm in a believer's breast.
The Mariner's Hymn of Praise.
1 LORD of the wide-extended main !
Whose power the winds and seas controls, Whose hand doth earth and heaven sustain, Whose Spirit leads believing souls;
2 Throughout the deep thy footsteps shine; We own thy way is in the sea, O'era wed by majesty divine, And lost in thine immensity!
3 Thy wisdom here we learn to adore, Thine everlasting truth we prove, Amazing heights of boundless power, Unfathomable depths of love.
4 Infinite God! thy greatness spanned These heavens, and meted out the skies! Lo! in the hollow of thy hand The measured waters sink and rise.
5 Thee to perfection who can tell? Earth and her sons beneath thee lie, Lighter than dust within thy scale, And less than nothing in thine eye.
6 Yet in thy Son divinely great, We claim thy providential care; Boldly we stand before thy seat, Our Advocate hath placed us there. 7 With him we are gone up on high, Since he is ours, and we are his; With him we reign above the sky, And walk upon the subject seas.
1 LORD of the Sea !-thy potent sway Old Ocean's wildest waves obey;
The gale that whistles through the shrouds, The storm that drives the frighted cloudsIf but thy whisper order peace,
How soon their rude commotions cease!
2 Lord of the Sea!-the silent hour, And deep, dull calm, confess thy power; The sun that pours his welcome light, The moon that makes the dark scene bright, The guiding star, the favoring wind, Display a good and sovereign mind.
3 Lord of the Sea!-the seaman keep From all the dangers of the deep! When high the white-capped billows rise, When tempests roar along the skies, When foes or shoals awaken fear- O! in thy mercy be thou near!
4 Lord of the Sea !-when, safe from harm, The sailor rests in slumbers calm, May dreams of home his spirit cheer,- Dreams that shall never false appear;
May thoughts of friends, and peace, and thee, His solid consolations be!
5 Lord of the Sea!-a sea is life
Of care and sorrow, woe and strife! With watchful pains we steer along, To keep the right path, shun the wrong: God grant, that, after every roam, We gain an everlasting home!
The Light to lighten the Gentiles.
1 O'ER the realms of pagan darkness, Let the eye of pity gaze;
See the kindred of the people Lost in sin's bewildering maze;
Darkness brooding
On the face of all the earth
2 Light of them that sit in darkness! Rise and shine, thy blessings bring; Light to lighten all the Gentiles! Rise with healing in thy wing; To thy brightness
Let all kings and nations come. 3 May the heathen, now adoring Idol-gods of wood and stone, Come, and, worshipping before him, Serve the living God alone: Let thy glory
Fill the earth as floods the sea. 4 Thou to whom all power is given, Speak the word;-at thy command, Let the company of preachers
Spread thy name from land to land; Lord, be with them
Alway to the end of time.
503. 7 & 6s. M.
Missionary Hymn.
1 FROM Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand, Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand:
From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver
Their land from error's chain.
2 What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle; Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile;
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