Alexis Lwoff, 1833

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1. God the All-power ful! King who or dain - est,

Great winds Thy

clar - ions, the light-nings Thy sword, Show forth Thy pit - y on high

where Thou reign-est, Grant to us peace, O most mer- ci- ful Lord. A - MEN.

2 God the All-righteous One! man hath defied Thee,

Yet to eternity standeth Thy word;

Falsehood and wrong shall not tarry beside Thee;
Grant to us peace, O most merciful Lord.

3 God the All-wise! by the fire of Thy chast'ning,
Earth shall to freedom and truth be restored;
Through the thick darkness Thy kingdom is hastening;
Thou wilt give peace in Thy time, O Lord.

4 So shall Thy children, in thankful devotion,

Praise Him who saved them from peril and sword,
Singing in chorus from ocean to ocean,

"Peace to the nations, and praise to the Lord."
Henry F. Chorley, 1842 Arr. by John Ellerton, 1870

Our guard, when on the silent deck The night - ly watch we keep. A-MEN.

2 We need not fear, though all around, 4 As when on blue Gennesareth

'Mid rising winds, we hear The multitude of waters surge; For Thou, O God, art near.

Rose high the angry wave,

And Thy disciples quailed in dread,
One word of Thine could save;

3 The calm, the breeze, the gale, the storm, 5 So when the fiercer storms arise The ocean and the land,

All, all are Thine, and held within

The hollow of Thy hand.

From man's unbridled will,

Be Thou, Lord, present in our hearts
To whisper, "Peace, be still."

6 Across this troubled tide of life
Thyself our pilot be,

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Until we reach that better land,
The land that knows no sea.

Edward A. Dayman, 1865

Arr. by William B. Bradbury, 1844

1. Star of peace to wanderers weary, Bright the beams that smile on me,

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Arthur Sullivan, 1869

I. When thro' the torn sail the wild tem-pest is streaming, When o'er the dark

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wave the red light-ning is gleam-ing, Nor hope lends a ray the poor sea-man to

cher-ish,

We fly to our Mak-er:-"Help, Lord, or we per ish!" A-MEN.

2 O Jesus, once rocked on the breast of the billow,
Aroused by the shriek of despair from Thy pillow,
Now, seated in glory, the mariner cherish,

Who cries in his anguish, "Help, Lord, or we perish!"

3 And, O when the whirlwind of passion is raging,
When sin in our hearts its wild warfare is waging,
Arise in Thy strength, Thy redeemed to cherish;
Rebuke the destroyer: "Help, Lord, or we perish!"'

Reginald Heber, 1820

(WAVE)

2 Star of hope, gleam on the billow, Bless the soul that sighs for Thee, Bless the sailor's lonely pillow,

Far, far at sea.

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3 Star of faith, when winds are mocking
All his toil, he flies to Thee;
Save him, on the billows rocking,
Far, far at sea.

Star divine, O safely guide him,
Bring the wanderer home to Thee;
Sore temptations long have tried him,

Far, far at sea.

Jane C. Simpson,, 1830

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John Bacchus Dykes, 1861

1. E ternal Father, strong to save, Whose arm hath bound the

2 O Saviour, whose almighty word,
The winds and waves submissive heard,
Who walkedst on the foaming deep,
And calm amid its rage didst sleep;

O hear us when we cry to Thee
For those in peril on the sea.

3 O sacred Spirit, who didst brood
Upon the chaos dark and rude,
Who bad'st its angry tumult cease,
And gavest light, and life, and peace;
O hear us when we cry to Thee
For those in peril on the sea.

4 O Trinity of love and power,
Our brethren shield in danger's hour;
From rock and tempest, fire and foe,
Protect them wheresoe'er they go,

And ever let there rise to Thee
Glad hymns of praise from land and sea.

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William Whiting, 1860

1. The old years's long cam-paign is o'er; Be- hold

Out of its still and deep re-pose We hear the

'Go forth a- gain to meet your foes, Ye chil-dren of the day." A - MEN.