825. L. M. C. Wesley.
"They that go down to the sea in ships."
1Lord of the wide extended main!
Whose power the winds and seas controls,
Whose hand doth earth and heaven sustain,
Whose spirit leads believing souls;
2Throughout the deep thy footsteps shine;
We own thy way is in the sea,
O'erawed by majesty divine,
And lost in thine immensity!
3Infinite God! thy greatness spanned
These heavens, and meted out the skies;
Lo' in the hollow of thy hand
The measured waters sink and rise.
4Thee to perfection who can tell?
Earth and her sons beneath thee lie,
Lighter than dust within thy scale,
And less than nothing in thine eye.