1 They that in ships, with courage bold,
O'er swelling waves their trade pursue,
Do God's amazing works behold,
And in the deep his wonders view!
2 No sooner his command is past,
But forth the dreadful tempest flies,
Which sweeps the sea with rapid blast,
And makes the stormy billows rise.
3 Sometimes the ships, toss'd up to heav'n,
On tops of mountain waves appear;
Then down the steep abyss are driv'n,
Whilst ev'ry soul dissolves with fear.
4 They reel and stagger to and fro,
Like men with fumes of wine opprest;
Nor do the skilful seamen know
Which Way to steer, what course is best.
5 Then strait to God's indulgent ear
They do their mournful cry address,
Who graciously vouchsafes to hear,
And frees them from their deep distress.
6 He does the raging storm appease,
And makes the billows calm and still;
With joy they see their fury cease,
And their intended course fulfil.
7 O then that all the earth, with me,
Would God for this his goodness praise!
And for the mighty works which he
Thro' all the wond'ring world displays!
Source: A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for Publick Worship #P.XXX