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OW are thy servants blest, O Lord,
 * How sure is their defence!
 * Eternal Wisdom is their guide,
 * Their help Omnipotence.


 * In foreign realms and lands remote,
 * Supported by thy care,
 * Through burning climes, I pass'd unhurt,
 * And breath'd in tainted air.


 * Thy mercy sweeten'd ev'ry soil,
 * Made ev'ry region please:
 * The hoary Alpine hills it warm'd,
 * And smooth'd the Tyrrhene seas


 * 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 ev'ry face,
 * And fear in ev'ry heart,
 * When waves on waves, and gulphs on gulphs,
 * O'ercame the pilot's art.


 * Yet then, from all my griefs, O Lord,
 * Thy mercy set me free;
 * Whilst in the confidence of pray'r
 * My soul took hold on thee.