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Thou rulest the raging of the sea.
Psalm 89:9.
To thee, my God, whose presence fills
The earth, and seas, and skies,
To thee, whose name, whose heart is Love,
With all my powers I rise.
2 Troubles in long succession roll;
Wave rushes upon wave;
Pity, O pity my distress!
Thy child, thy suppliant, save!
3 O bid the roaring tempest cease;
Or give me strength to bear
Whate’er thy holy will appoints,
And save me from despair!
4 To thee, my God, alone I look,
On thee alone confide;
Thou never hast deceived the soul
That on thy grace relied.
5 Though oft thy ways are wrapt in clouds
Mysterious and unknown,
Truth, righteousness, and mercy stand,
The pillars of thy throne.
Gibbons.