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5 Roar on, ye waves; our souls defy
Your roaring to disturb our rest;
The calm in a believer's breast.
Thou sea, the servant of his will; Rise, while our God permits thee, rise,
But fall when he shall say,-Be still. 1044
By winds and storns assail'd;
Whose mercy never fail'd.
The winds obey'd his will;
And all the floods were still.
And safe the vessel moor'd;
We praised the ocean's Lord.
We are not far from thee.
And we are call'd to die,
In realms beyond the sky.
Beyond the swelling wave,
And sing thy power to save.
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29th P. M. 4 liner 19. Save, Lord, or we perisk. THEN through the torn sail the wild tempest When o'er the dark wave the red lightning is
gleaming, Nor hope lends a ray, the poor seaman to cherish, We fly to our Maker,--Save, Lord, or we perish! 2 O Jesus, once rock'd on the breast of the billow, Aroused by the shriek of despuir from the pillow, Now seated in glory, the mariner cherish, Who cries, in his anguish, Save, Lord, or we perish 1
And, 0, when the whirlwind of passion is raging, Wben sin in our hearts its sad warfare is waging, Then send down thy grace,thy redeemed to cherish; Lebuke the destroyer, -Save, Lord, or we perish!
18th P. M. 10, 5, 11. Deliverance from danger, ALL praise to the Lord, who rules with a word And limits its rage by his steadfast decree : Whose providence binds or releases the winds,
And compels them again, At his beck, to put on the invisible chain. 2 E'en now he hath heard our cry, and appear'd
On the face of the deep, And commanded the tempest its distance to keep His piloting hand hath brought us to land,
And, no longer distress'd, We are joyful again in the haven to rest. 3 O that all men would raise His tribute of praise,
His goodness declare,
And the wonders proclaim
1st P. M. 6 lines 88.
A solemn vigil.
Their happiness the things of earth :
We will not let our eyelids sleep,
And all u solemn vigil keep;
Devote our every hour to thee;
And sing with cheerful melody:
We listen for thy welcome voice;
And bid us in thy strength rejoice;
Of saints, and let our joys abound;
And triumph in redemption found.
6 O may we all triumphant rise ;
With joy upon our heads retum;
By thee on eagles' wings upbome,
1st P. M. 6 line 8. A living sacrifice unto the Lord. TISDOM ascribe, and might, and praise,
To God, who lengthens out our days: Who spares is yet another year, And makes us see his goodness here: O may we all the tinie redeem, And henceforth live and die to him! 2 How often, wben his arm was bared, Hath he our sinful Israel spared; Let me alone,-his merey cried, And turu'd the vengeful bolt aside; Indulged another kind reprieve, And strangely suffer'd us to live. 3 Merciful God, how shall we raise Our hearts to pay thee all thy praise ! Our hearts shall beat for thee Alone ; Our lives shall make thy goodness known; Our souls anil bodies shall be thine, A living sacrifice divine. 1049
C. M. A midnight song, JOIN al oransom i sons of grace, And shout to the Redeemer's praise
A solemn midnight song. 2 Blissingand thanks, and love, and might,
Be to rur Jesus given,
Who turns our hell to heaven.
3 Thither our faithful souls he leads;
Tbither he bids us rise,
To meet Him in the skies.
1050 3d P. M. 4 68 & 2 88.
The Bridegroom cometh.
With all the dead, awake;
Oil in your vessels take:
The nutions to his bar,
Who meet for glory are :
Your everlasting Friend;
With all his saints ascend :
Sbull sonn the saints receive,
In glorious joy to live ;
The trumpet's welcome sound :
May we be wateling found :