“Oh, give thanks unto the Lord for He is good;”
and, as they had done the night before, but with a far different understanding of its meaning, the boys joined in the refrain,—
“Oh, that men would praise the Lord for His goodness and for His wonderful works to the children of men.”
Once and again and again; but after the words—
“He commandeth, and raiseth the stormy wind, which lifteth up the waves thereof.
“They mount up to the heaven, they go down again to the depths.
“Then they cry unto the Lord in their trouble, and He bringeth them out of their distresses.
“He maketh the storm a calm, so that the waves thereof are still.
“Then are they glad because they be quiet; so He bringeth them unto their desired haven,”—
one and another voice trembled and broke. Even old Griggs cleared his throat suspiciously.