Scripture Verse

Lord, save us: we perish. Matthew 8:25

Introduction

Words: Re­gi­nald He­ber (1783–1826). Pub­lished post­hu­mous­ly in Hymns Writ­ten and Adapt­ed to the Week­ly Ser­vice of the Church Year (Lon­don: J. Mur­ray, 1827), page 42, alt.

Music: In Storm Charles E. Ste­phens, in Hymns An­cient and Mo­dern, 1889 (🔊 pdf nwc).

Alternate Tune:

If you know where to get a good pho­to of Ste­phens (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),

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Reginald Heber (1783–1826)

Lyrics

When through the torn sail the wild tem­pest is stream­ing,
When o’er the dark wave the red light­ning is gleam­ing,
Nor hope lends a ray the poor sea­man to cher­ish,
We fly to our mak­er—Help, Lord, or we per­ish!

Oh Je­sus! once tossed on the breast of the bil­low,
Aroused by the shriek of des­pair from Thy pil­low,
Now seated in glo­ry, the ma­rin­er cher­ish,
Who cries in his dan­ger—Help, Lord, or we per­ish!

And oh, when the whirl­wind of pass­ion is rag­ing,
When hell in our heart its wild war­fare is wag­ing,
Arise in Thy strength Thy re­deem­èd to cher­ish
Rebuke the de­stroy­er—Help, Lord, or we per­ish!