And seize the favor of the wind;
Till God command, and tempests rise,
That heave the ocean to the skies.
3When land is far, and death is nigh,
Bereaved of hope, to God they cry:
His mercy hears their loud address,
And sends salvation in distress.
4He bids the winds their wrath assuage,
And stormy tempests cease to rage;
The grateful band their fears give o'er