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 GRATITUDE.

of the sea, and land, Who the surging main doth hold In the hollow of Thy hand, By thy slightest word controlled;

Thou the mighty winds hast curb'd  Warring in their midnight path, And our reeling vessel sav'd  From the madness of their wrath;

Thou from shipwreck and despair Didst our souls in safety set,