O Maker of the Mighty Deep, Whereon our vessels fare, Above our life's adventure keep Thy faithful watch and care. In Thee we trust, whate'er befall; Thy sea is great, our boats are small. We know not where the secret tides Will help us or delay, Nor where the lurking tempest hides, Nor where the fogs are gray. We trust in Thee, whate'er befall; Thy sea is great, our boats are small. When outward bound we boldly sail And leave the friendly shore, Let not our hearts of courage fail Until the voyage is o'er. We trust in Thee, whate'er befall; Thy sea is great, our boats are small. When homeward bound, we gladly turn, Oh! bring us safely there, Where harbor-lights of friendship burn And peace is in the air. We trust in Thee, whate'er befall; Thy sea is great, our boats are small. Beyond the circle of the sea, When voyaging is past, We seek our final port in Thee; Oh! bring us home at last. In Thee we trust, whate'er befall; Thy sea is great, our boats are small. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FONTENOY by THOMAS OSBORNE DAVIS BEAT! BEAT! DRUMS! by WALT WHITMAN THALIA by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH TO ANACREON by ANTIPATER OF SIDON DEATH AND THE MONK by ARTHUR E. BAKER THE IVORY GATE; THRENODY by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES THE OLD GHOST by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES |