O God, Thou art our King of old,
Salvation Thou hast wrought;
In safety through the mighty sea
Our fathers Thou hast brought.

With mighty arm Thou didst destroy
The pride of boastful man,
And for Thy people made a path
Where mighty waters ran.

The day is Thine, and Thine the night,
And Thine the shining sun;
At Thy command earth’s bounds are set
And changing seasons run.

Mark how Thine enemies, O Lord,
Against Thee proudly speak;
Preserve Thy saints from wicked men,
Be mindful of the meek.

Fulfill, O Lord, Thy covenant,
Our strong Protector be,
For in the earth are dark abodes
Of crime and cruelty.

Let not Thy saints be put to shame;
No longer in Thy sight
Permit Thy foes to vaunt themselves;
Lord, vindicate the right.

O ye waves of free salvation,
Onward sweep from day to day,
Till all trace of desolation
From our earth is washed away.

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O ye waves, roll on, roll on!
With a mighty sweep, roll on!
Till the lost are gathered in,
Saved forevermore from sin.

O ye waves of free salvation,
Wondrous joy to mortals bring,
Giving souls a glad translation
To the palace of the King.

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O ye waves of free salvation,
Still enrich this world of ours,
Till each high and lowly station
Shall be bright with sweetest flow’rs.

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O ye waves of free salvation,
Tarry not for wind nor tide;
May each heart, in acceptation,
To your gladness open wide.

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