The Book of Worship ‎#333

333. How are Thy servants blest, O Lord!

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,
Through burning climes I pass unhurt,
And breathed in tainted air.

3 Thy mercy sweetened every soil,
Made every region please;
The hoary Alpine hills it warmed,
And smoothed the Tyrrhene seas.

4 Think, oh my soul, devoutly think,
How with affrighted eye
Thou sawest the wide-extended deep,
In all its horrors rise!

5 Confusion dwelt in every face,
And fear in every heart,
When waves on waves, and gulfs in gulfs,
O'ercame the pilot's art.

6 Yet then from all my griefs, O Lord,
Thy mercy set me free,
While, in the confidence of prayer,
My heart took hold on Thee.

7 For though in dreadful whirls we hung,
High on the broken wave,
I knew Thou wert not slow to hear,
Nor impotent to save.

8 The storm was laid, the winds retired,
Obedient to Thy will;
The sea, that roared at thy command,
At Thy command was still.

9 In midst of dangers, fears, and deaths,
Thy goodness I'll adore,
And praise Thee for Thy mercies past,
And humbly hope for more.

Text Information

• First Line: How are Thy servants blest, O Lord!
• Meter: C. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1867
• Topic: Man a Saint: In Bodily and Spiritual Trouble

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