1 Would you behold the works of God, His wonders in the world abroad, Go with the mariners, and trace The unknown regions of the seas.
2 They leave their native shores behind, And seize the favour of the wind, Till God command, and tempests rise That heave the ocean to the skies.
3 Now to the heavens they mount amain, Now sink to dreadful deeps again; What strange affrights young sailors feel, And like a staggering drunkard reel!
4 When land is far, and death is nigh, Lost to all hope, to God they cry; His mercy hears the loud address, And sends salvation in distress.
5 He bids the winds their wrath assuage; The furious waves forget their rage; 'Tis calm; and sailors smile to see The haven where they wish'd to be.
6 O may the sons of men record The wondrous goodness of the Lord! Let them their private offerings bring, And in the church his glory sing.