Text: | In a Storm |
Author: | H. K. White |
The Lord our God is full of might,
The winds obey His will;
He speaks, and in His heavenly height
The rolling sun stands still.
Rebel, ye waves! and o’er the land
With threatening aspect roar;
The Lord uplifts His awful hand,
And chains you to the shore.
Howl, winds of night! your force combine;
Without His high behest,
Ye shall not in the mountain pine
Disturb the sparrow’s nest.
Ye nations bend, in reverence bend;
Ye monarchs, wait His nod,
And bid the choral song ascend
To celebrate our God!
Text Information | |
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First Line: | The Lord our God is full of might |
Title: | In a Storm |
Author: | H. K. White |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1866 |