CCLXXXVII. Prayer under temptation from the tumults of the world

1 The billows swell, the winds are high
Clouds overcast my wintry sky;
Out of the depths to thee I call,
My fears are great, my strength is small.

2 O Lord, a Saviour's part perform,
And guide and guard me thro' the storm;
Defend me from each threat'ning ill,
Control the waves, say, "peace, be still."

3 Amidst the roaring of the sea,
My souls still hands her hope on thee;
Thy constant love, thy faithful care,
Is all that saves me from despair.

4 Dangers of ev'ry shape and name,
Attend the follow'rs of the Lamb,
Who leave the world's deceitful shore,
And leave it to return no more.

5 God of my life, to thee I call,
Afflicted at thy feet I fall;
When the great water-floods prevail,
Leave not my trembling heart to fail!

Text Information
First Line: The billows swell, the winds are high
Title: Prayer under temptation from the tumults of the world
Meter: L. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1799
Topic: Temptation: From the world
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