If, through unruffled seas
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If, through unruffled seas,Calmly toward heaven we sail,With grateful hearts, O God, to thee,We'll own the favoring gale.
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But should the surges rise,And rest delay to come,Blest be the sorrow, kind the storm,Which drives us nearer home.
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Soon shall our doubts and fearsAll yield to thy control;Thy tender mercies shall illumeThe midnight of the soul.
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Teach us in every state,To make thy will our own,And when the joys of sense depart,To live by faith alone.