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...VIGNETTES OVERSEAS: 11. HAMBURG by SARA TEASDALE THE LADY OF SHALOTT by ALFRED TENNYSON AS THE TEAM'S HEAD BRASS by PHILIP EDWARD THOMAS TO THE DAISY (3) by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH AN IMITATION OF SPENCER by WILLIAM BLAKE TO 'THE WIFE' by BERTON BRALEY |