A47611:1829
Spiritual melody
Spiritual melody, containing near three hundred sacred hymns. By Benjamin Keach, author of Trhopolgia, pastor of the Church of Christ meeting on Horsly-down, Southwark
London: printed for John Hancock, 1691
Modern spelling is a reading aid: the words are the author’s, only the spelling is modernized. Original shows the page as printed, with the transcription marks.
1 This World's a Sea, our Soul's a Ship With raging Tempest tossed; And if she should her Anchor slip, She doubtless will be lost.
1 THis World's a Sea, our Soul's a Ship With raging Tempest tost; And if she should her Anchor slip, She doubtless will be lost.
2 Thou, Lord, our skilful Pilot art, Thou knowest all Rocks and Sands; Our Seamen are our Faculties, Which must do thy commands.
2 Thou, Lord, our skilful Pilot art, Thou know'st all Rocks and Sands; Our Seamen are our Faculties, Which must do thy commands.
3 Faith like a Cable doth appear, Hope is our Anchor sure; And if right cast, we need not fear We shall each Storm endure.
4 Repentance like a Bucket is To pump the water out; For leaky is our Ship, alas, Which makes us look about.