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POEMS FOR THE SEA.
Yet who in full dependence feels
That One alone can save,
Until his fleeting life he throws
Upon the troubled wave?
It is a blessed thing
To heed the Sabbath chime,
And on 'neath summer foliage walk
To keep the holy time;
Yet who hath all devoutly praised
The Hand his breath that kept,
Until the strong unpitying surge
Raged round him while he slept?
Earth the indulgent nurse,
With love her son doth guide,
His safety on her quiet breast
Begets an inborn pride;
But Ocean, king austere,
Doth mock his trusting gaze,
And try the fabric of the faith,
By which on Heaven he stays.
