Text: | The Traveller's Psalm |
Author: | Addison |
1 How are thy servants bless'd, 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,
Thro' burning climes they pass unhurt,
And breathe in tainted air.
3 When, by the dreadful tempest borne,
High on the broken wave,
They know thou art not slow to hear,
Nor impotent to save.
4 The storm is laid, the winds retire,
Obedient to thy will:
The sea, that roars at thy command,
At thy command is still.
5 In 'midst of dangers, fears, and deaths,
Thy goodness we'll adore,
We'll praise thee for thy mercies past,
And humbly hope for more.
6 Our life, while thou preserv'st that life,
Thy sacrifice shall be;
And death, when death shall be our lot,
Shall join our souls to thee.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | How are thy servant's bless'd, O Lord |
Title: | The Traveller's Psalm |
Author: | Addison |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1792 |
Topic: | Creation and Providence; Mariner's psalm; Traveller's psalm |