Hymnal: The Christian Psalmist
Date: 1850
Compiler: Silas W Leonard and A D Fillmore
Publisher/Printer: S W Leonard
First Line: When through the torn sail the wild tempest is streaming
Topic: <no topic given>
Writer: <no first name given> Heber
Composer:
Meter: 12s
Tune: Scotland
Hymn Number: <no hymn number given>
Page Number: 397, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsWHEN through the torn sail the wild tempest is streaming,
When o'er the dark wave the red lightning is gleaming,
Nor hope lends a ray the poor seaman to cherish,
We fly to our Maker-"Save, Lord, or we perish!"
O Jesus! once tossed on the breast of the billow,
Aroused by the shriek of despair from thy pillow,
Now,-seated in glory,-the mariner cherish,
Who cries in his danger-"Save, Lord, or we perish!"
And O! when the whirlwind of passion is raging,
When hell in our heart his wild warfare is waging,
Arise in thy strength, thy redeemed to cherish,
Rebuke the destroyer-"Save, Lord, or we perish!"