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Lyrics: Isaac Watts
Tune: Seth Houston, 1992
Meter: C.M.D. (8,6,8,6,8,6,8,6)

Save me, O God, the swelling floods
Break in upon my soul.
I sink, and sorrows o'er my head
Like mighty billows roll.
I cry 'til all my voice be gone.
In tears I waste the day.
My God, behold these longing eyes
and shorten thy delay.

On Jordan's stormy banks I stand
And cast a wishful eye
To Canaan's fair and happy land
Where my possessions lie.
No chilling wind, nor pois'nous breath
Can reach that healthful shore.
Sickness and sorrow, pain and death,
Are felt and feared no more.

Thy words the raging winds control
And rule the bois'trous deep.
Thou makes the sleeping billows roll,
The rolling billows sleep.
With rev'rence let the saints appear,
And bow before the Lord.
His high commands with rev'rence hear,
And tremble at his word.

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