harm. Winfred Douglas, 1918
Henry Coppee, 1887
Safe upon the billowy deep,
Loving Lord, thy servants keep;
Helpless, trusting pilgrims they,
Guard them on their watery way.
In the morning fill their sails,
Mid the dark send favouring gales;
If their sky be overcast,
Calm the waves, and still the blast.
Let thy sunshine guide by day;
Send at eve the starry ray;
Through the watches of the night,
Be thou, Lord, their shining light.
Thus, as hour by hour rolls by,
Watch them with thy sleepless eye:
Guide with thine almighty hand
Safe unto the haven-land.
And at last, life's voyage o'er,
Take us to the heavenly shore,
Safe in port, to dwell with thee
Where there shall be |no more sea.|