Whose arm hath bound the restless wave,
Who biddest the mighty ocean deep
Its own appointed limits keep;
O hear us when we cry to thee
For those in peril on the sea!
2 O Christ! whose voice the waters heard,
And hushed their raging at thy word,
Who walkédst on the foaming deep,
And calm amidst its rage didst sleep;
O hear us when we cry to thee