Pocahontas and Other Poems (New York)/Hymn at Sea

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HYMN AT SEA.



God of the ever-rolling deep,
    Our Father and our trust,
Who bidd'st its mighty billows sweep
    Around the born of dust,

Who bidd'st it towering o'er them raise
    Its everlasting walls,
Yet giv'st them slumber calm and sweet,
    As in their native halls,

God of the strong, unfathom'd tide,
    Whose pavement dark and drear,
The wrecks of human power and pride,
    Awake our trembling fear,

O grant us, as the lonely dove
    Unto the ark did flee,
Mid the hoarse tumult of the waves
    To rest secure in Thee.