The Poetical Works of Addison; Gay's Fables; and Somerville's Chase · Chapter 29An Ode
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1 How are thy servants blest, O Lord! How sure is their defence! Eternal wisdom is their guide, Their help Omnipotence.
2 In foreign realms, and lands remote, Supported by thy care, Through burning climes I pass'd unhurt, And breath'd in tainted air.
3 Thy mercy sweeten'd every soil, Made every region please; The hoary Alpine hills it warm'd, And smooth'd the Tyrrhene seas.
4 Think, O my soul, devoutly think, How, with affrighted eyes, Thou saw'st the wide-extended deep In all its horrors rise.
5 Confusion dwelt in every face, And fear in every heart; When waves on waves, and gulphs on gulphs, O'ercame the pilot's art.
6 Yet then from all my griefs, O Lord, Thy mercy set me free; Whilst, in the confidence of prayer, My soul took hold on thee.
7 For though in dreadful whirls we hung High on the broken wave, I knew thou wert not slow to hear, Nor impotent to save.
8 The storm was laid, the winds retired, Obedient to thy will; The sea that roar'd at thy command, At thy command was still.
9 In midst of dangers, fears, and death, Thy goodness I'll adore; And praise thee for thy mercies past, And humbly hope for more.
10 My life, if thou preserv'st my life, Thy sacrifice shall be; And death, if death must be my doom, Shall join my soul to thee.