O Where Is He That Trod the Sea? (EN 3085)

EN 3085 O Where Is He That Trod the Sea?

Matt.18.20

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O where is He that trod the sea,

O where is He that spake;

And demons from their victims flee,

The dead their slumbers break:

The palsied rise in freedom strong,

The dumb men talk and sing,

And from blind eyes, benighted long,

Bright beams of morning spring?

2

O where is He that trod the sea,

O where is He that spake,

And piercing words of liberty

The deaf ears open shake;

And mildest words arrest the haste

Of fever’s deadly fire,

And strong ones heal the weak who waste

Their life in sad desire?

3

O where is He that trod the sea,

O where is He that spake,

And dark waves rolling heavily

A glassy smoothness take;

And lepers, whose own flesh has been

A solitary grave,

See with amaze that they are clean,

And cry, “’Tis He can save”?

4

O where is He that trod the sea?

’Tis only He can save;

To thousands hungering wearily

A wondrous meal He gave;

Full soon, celestially fed,

Their rustic fare they take;

’Twas springtide when He blest the bread,

And harvest when He brake.

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O where is He that trod the sea?

My soul, the Lord is here:

Let all thy fears be hushed in thee;

To leap, to look, to hear

Be thine: thy needs He’ll satisfy.

Art thou diseased or dumb,

Or dost thou in thine hunger cry?

“I come,” saith Christ, “I come.”

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