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MARINERS.

5th P. M. 4 lines 7s.

Embarking.

LORD, whom winds and seas obey,

Guide us through the watery way;
In the hollow of thy hand
Hide, and bring us safe to land.
2 Jesus, let our faithful mind
Rest, on thee alone reclined:
Every anxious thought repress;
Keep our souls in perfect peace.

3 Keep the souls whom now we leave;
Bid them to each other cleave;
Bid them walk on life's rough sea;
Bid them come by faith to thee.

4 Save, till all these tempests end,
All who on thy love depend;
Waft our happy spirits o'er;
Land us on the heavenly shore.

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C. M.

God's servants safe by sea or land.
OW 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,

Through burning climes they pass unhurt, And breathe in tainted air.

3 When by the dreadful tempest borne
High on the broken wave,

They know thou art not slow to hear,
Nor impotent to save.

4 The storm is laid, the winds retire,
Obedient to thy will;

The sea, that roars at thy command,
At thy command is still.

5 In midst of dangers, fears, and deaths,
Thy goodness we 'll adore;
We'll praise thee for thy mercies past,
And humbly hope for more.

6 Our life, while thou preserv'st that life, Thy sacrifice shall be;

And death,-when death shall be our lot,― Shall join our souls to thee.

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12th P. M. 76, 76, 78, 76.

Safe with Jesus in the ship.

LORD of earth, and air, and sea,
Supreme in power and grace,

Under thy protection we

Our souls and bodies place. Bold an unknown land to try,

We launch into the foaming deep;
Rocks, and storms, and depths defy,
With Jesus in the ship.

2 Who the calm can understand,
In a believer's breast?
In the hollow of His hand

Our souls securely rest:
Winds may rise, and seas may roar;
We on his love our spirits stay;

Him with quiet joy adore

Whom winds and seas obey.

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5th P. M. 4 lines 78.

God's wonders on the deep.

THEY that toil upon the deep,

And, in vessels light and frail, O'er the mighty waters sweep, With the billow and the gale,-

2 Mark what wonders God performs, When he speaks; and, unconfined, Rush to battle all his storms,

In the chariots of the wind.

3 Up to heaven their bark is whirl'd, On the mountain of the wave; Down as suddenly 'tis hurl'd

To the' abysses of the grave.

4 Then unto the Lord they cry;
He inclines a gracious ear,
Sends deliv'rance from on high,
Rescues them from all their fear.

5 0 that men would praise the Lord,
For his goodness to their race;
For the wonders of his word,
And the riches of his grace.

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His way is in the sea.

LORD of the wide, extensive main,

L. M.

Whose power the wind, the sea, controls, Whose hand doth earth and heaven sustain, Whose Spirit leads believing souls:

2 'Tis here thine unknown paths we trace, Which dark to human eyes appear; While through the mighty waves we pass, Faith only sees that God is here.

3 Throughout the deep thy footsteps shine; We own thy way is in the sea, O'erawed by majesty divine,

And lost in thine immensity.

4 Thy wisdom here we learn to' adore;
Thine everlasting truth we prove;
Amazing heights of boundless power,
Unfathomable depths of love.

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10th P. M. 8 lines 88.

He holdeth the waters in His hand.
THOU, who hast spread out the skies,
And measured the depths of the sea,
Our incense of praise shall arise
In joyous thanksgiving to thee.
Forever thy presence is near,

Though heaves our bark far from the land;
We ride on the deep without fear;
The waters are held in thy hand.
2 Eternity comes in the sound
Of billows that never can sleep;
Jehovah encircles us round;
Omnipotence walks on the deep.
Our Father, we look up to thee,
As on tow'rd the haven we roll;
And faith in our Pilot shall be
An anchor to steady the soul.

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L. M.

Calm in the storm.

LORY to Thee, whose powerful word Bids the tempestuous winds arise; Glory to thee, the sov'reign Lord Of air, and earth, and sea, 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 gath'ring 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 Headlong we cleave the yawning deep, And back to highest heaven are borne, Unmoved, though rapid whirlwinds sweep, And all the watery world upturn.

5 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.

6 Rage, while our faith the Saviour tries,
Thou sea, the servant of his will;
Rise, while our God permits thee, rise,
But fall when he shall say,-Be still.

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WHE

Praise for protecting mercy.
WHEN o'er the deep we rode,
By winds and storms assail'd;
We call'd upon the ocean's God,
Whose mercy never fail'd.

2 The tempest heard his voice,
The winds obey'd his will;
The elements withheld their noise,
And all the floods were still.

S. M.

3 With joy we hail'd the shore,
And safe the vessel moor'd;
Wth grateful hearts, that happy hour,
Ve praised the ocean's Lord."

4 Thus, while o'er seas we roam,
Thy goodness, Lord, we see;
Though distant from our native home,
We are not far from thee.

And when this life is past,
Ard we are call'd to die,
a may we see thy face at last
In ealms beyond the sky.

6 The, as we join the bands

Beynd the swelling wave,

We'll raise thee with uplifted hands,
And sing thy power to save.