Gloria Deo ‎#598

598. Tossed Upon Life’s Raging Billow

1 Toss’d upon life’s raging billow,
Sweet it is, O Lord, to know
Thou hast press’d a sailor’s pillow,
And canst feel a sailor’s woe:
Never slumb’ring, never sleeping,
Tho’ the night be dark and drear,
Thou the faithful watch art keeping,
“All is well!” Thy constant cheer.

2 And though loud the wind is howling,
Fierce theo’ flash the lightnings red,
Tho’ the storm-clouds dark are scowling
O’er the sailor’s anxious head:
Thou canst calm the raging ocean,
All its noise and tumult still,
Hush the billow’s wild commotion,
At the bidding of Thy will.

3 Thus our hearts the hope will cherish,
While to heav’n we lift our eyes,
Thou wilt save us ere we perish,
Thou wilt hear our faintest cries:
And, tho’ mast and sail be riven,
Life’s short voyage soon is o’er;
Safely moor’d in heav’n’s wide haven,
Storms and tempests vex no more.

Text Information

• First Line: Toss'd upon life's raging billow
• Title: Tossed Upon Life’s Raging Billow
• Author: G. W. Bethune
• Meter: 8s & 7s, D.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1901
• Topic: For those at Sea

Tune Information

• Name: ADMASTON
• Composer: H. Smart
• Meter: 8s & 7s, D.