Meditation for Sunday, May 30.

“They that go down to the sea in ships, that do business in great waters; These see the works of the Lord, and his wonders in the deep. For he commandeth, and raiseth the stormy wind, which lifteth up the waves thereof. Etc.Ps. 107.:23 – 30.


Think, O my soul, devoutly think,

How, with affrighted eyes

Thou saw’st the wide extended deep

In all its horrors rise!


Confusion dwelt in every face,

And fear in every heart;

When waves on waves, and gulfs on gulfs,

Overcame the pilot’s art


Yet then from all my griefs, O Lord,

Thy mercy set me free,

Whilst in the confidence of prayer

My soul took hold on thee.


For though in dreadful whirls we hung

High on the broken wave,

I knew thou wert not slow to hear,

Nor impotent to save.


The storm was laid, the winds retired,

Obedient to thy will;

The sea that roared at thy command,

At thy command was still.


In midst of dangers, fears, and death,

Thy goodness I will adore,

And praise thee for thy mercies past;

And humbly hope for more.


My life, if thou preservest my life,

Thy sacrifice shall be;

And death, if death must be my doom,

Shall join my soul to thee.

Joseph Addison.

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