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1 WHILE lone upon the furious waves,
Where danger fiercely rides,
There is a hand, unseen, that saves,
And through the ocean guides.

2 Almighty Lord of land and sea,
Beneath thine eye we sail;
And if our hope be fixed on thee,
Our hearts can never quail.

3 Though tempests shake the angry deep,
And thunder's voice appal;
Serene we wake, and calmly sleep,
Our Father governs all.

4 Still prove thyself through all the way,
The guardian and the friend:
Cheer with thy presence every day,
And every night defend.
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