1 How are thy servants blest, O Lord!
How sure is their defense!
Eternal wisdom is their guide,
Their help Omnipotence.

2 In foreign realms and lands remote,
Supported by thy care,
They pass unhurt thr' burning climes,
And breathe in tainted air.

3 Thy mercy sweetens ev'ry soil,
Makes ev'ry region please;
the hoary frozen hills it warms,
And smooths the boist'rous seas.

4 Tho' by the dreadful tempest toss'd,
High on the broken wave,
They know thou art not slow to hear,
Nor impotent to save.

5 The storm is laid, the winds retire,
Obedient to thy will;
The sea, that roars at thy command,
At thy command is still.

6 From all our griefs and fears, O Lord!
Thy mercy sets us free;
While in the confidence of pray'r
Our hearts take hold on thee.

7 In midst of dangers, fears, and death,
Thy goodness I'll adore;
And praise thee for thy mercies past,
And humbly hope for more.

8 My life, while thou preserv'st my life,
Thy sacrifice shall be;
And, oh! may death, when death shall come,
Unite my soul to thee!