Eternal Father, strong to save, whose arm hath bound the restless wave, who is the mighty ocean, deeply storm-unbited in its beam, O hear us when we cry to Thee, all those in heav'n on the sea. In sea-water's light there's a world beside the Syrian sea, the gracious Holy One, the Lord, let us stand with Thee, after the fight of the glory. O spirit, see of love and power, of breath and shield in danger's hour, of rock and tempest, fire and cold, protect them whereso'er they go, for evermore shall rise to Thee, and praise for evermore, and sing, and praise for evermore, and fight, and sing. For evermore shall rise to Thee, and praise for evermore, and sing, and praise for evermore, and fight, and sing.
