Dr. Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David ‎#237

237. Thy works of glory, mighty Lord

1 Thy works of glory, mighty Lord,
Thy wonders in the deeps,
The sons of courage shall record,
Who trade in floating ships.

2 At thy command the winds arise,
And swell the tow'ring waves;
The men astonish'd mount the skies,
And sink in gaping graves.

3 [Again they climb the wat'ry hills,
And plunge in deeps again;
Each like a tott'ring drunkard reels,
And finds his courage vain.

4 Frighted to hear the tempest roar,
They pant with flutt'ring breath;
And hopeless of the distant shore,
Expect immediate death.]

5 Then to the Lord they raise their cries,
He bears the loud request,
And orders silence through the skies,
And lays the floods to rest.

6 Sailors rejoice to lose their fears,
And see the storm allay'd:
Now to their eyes the port appears;
There let their vows be paid.

7 'Tis God that brings them safe to land;
Let stupid mortals know
That waves are under his command,
And all the winds that blow.

8 O that the sons of men would praise
The goodness of the Lord!
And those that see thy wond'rous ways,
Thy wond'rous love record.

Text Information

• First Line: Thy works of glory, mighty Lord
• Meter: C. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1790
• Scripture:
  Psalm 107
• Notes: Part 5

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