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The deluge at the Almighty's call In




The deluge, at th' Almighty's call,
In what impetuous streams it fell!
Swallow'd the mountains in its rage,
And swept a guilty world to hell.


In vain the tallest sons of pride
Fled from the close-pursuing wave;
Nor could their mightiest towers defend,
Nor swiftness 'scape, nor courage save'.


How dire the wreck! how loud the roar!
How shrill the universal cry —
Of millions in the last despair —
Re-echo'd from the low'ring sky! —


Yet Noah, humble, happy saint,
Surrounded with the chosen few,
Sat in his ark, secure from fear,
And sang the grace that steer'd him through.


So may I sing, in Jesus safe.
While storms of vengeance round me fall;
Conscious how high my hopes are fix'd,
Beyond what shakes this earthly ball.


Enter thine ark, while patience waits.
Nor ever quit that sure retreat;
Then the wide flood, that buries earth,
Shall waft thee to a fairer seat.

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LYRICS
Meter: 8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
Writer(s):
    Trans/Adapted:
      Dates:
      Bible Refs: 1 Pe 3:20;
      LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
      Hymn/Song Book Year Song #
      1815# 171
      MUSIC
      Name: MELCOMBE
      Meter: 8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
      Writer(s):
        Dates: 1782
        SCORE PREVIEW
        score
        ALTERNATIVE TUNES
        Name meter
        8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
        8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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