 | British poets - 1822 - 304 страници
...winds retired, Obedient to thy will ; The sea, that roar'd at thy command, At thy command was »tilL In midst of dangers, fears, and death, Thy goodness I'll adore ; And praise thee for thy mercies past, And humbly hope for more. My life, if thou preserv'st my life, Thy sacrifice shall be ; And death,... | |
 | George Charles Smith - 1823 - 230 страници
...When in the confidence of prayer, My soul took hold on thee. 4 For tho' in dreadful whirls we hung, High on the broken wave, I knew thou wert not slow to hear, Nor impotent to save. . • . .... ,•? ;• • 8 The storm was laid, the winds retired. Obedient to thy will ; The sea... | |
 | British essayists - 1823 - 924 страници
...whirls we hung High on the broken wave, I knew Thou wert not slow to hear, Nor impotent to save. VIII. The storm was laid, the winds retired, Obedient to Thy will ; The sea that roar'd at Thy command, At Thy command was still. IX. In midst of dangers, fears, and death, Thy goodness... | |
 | James Ferguson - 1823 - 394 страници
...the confidence of prayer, My soul took hold on tbee. VII. " For though in dreadful whirls we hung . •High on the broken wave, I knew thou wert not slow to bear, Nor impotent to save. VIII. " The storm was laid, the winds retirM, Obedient to thy will ; The... | |
 | Select poetry - 1825 - 182 страници
...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...Nor impotent to save. The storm was laid, the winds retir'd, Obedient to Thy will ; The sea that roar'd at Thy command, At Thy command was still. In midst... | |
 | James Montgomery - 1825 - 482 страници
...Whilst in the confidence of prayer, My soul took hold on Thee. 6 For though in dreadful whirls we hung, High on the broken wave, I knew Thou wert not slow to hear, Nor impotent to save. 7 The storm was laid, the winds retired, Obedient to thy will ; The sea that roar'd at thy command,... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1825 - 270 страници
...soul took hold on Uiee. For tho' 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 retir'd, Obedient to thy will ; The sea that roar'd at thy command, At thy command was still. In midst... | |
 | Vincent Bourne - 1826 - 334 страници
...While 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...Nor impotent to save. The storm was laid, the winds retir'd, Obedient to thy will ; The sea, that roar'd at thy command, At thy command was still. In midst... | |
 | Vincent Bourne - 1826 - 332 страници
...While 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...Nor impotent to save. The storm was laid, the winds retir'd, Obedient to thy will ; The sea, that roar'd at thy command, At thy command was still. In midst... | |
 | John Cole - 1826 - 144 страници
...Whilst in the confidence of pray'r, My soul took hold on thee. For tho' in dreadful whirls we hung, High on the broken wave, I knew thou wert not slow...hear, Nor impotent to save. The storm was laid, the wind retir'd, Obedient to thy will ; The sea that roar'd at thy command, At thy command was stilL In... | |
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For though in dreadful whirls we hung High on the broken wave, I knew thou wert not slow to hear, Nor impotent to save. 
