HE SITTETH O'ER THE WATERFLOODS

He sitteth o'er the waterfloods,
And He is strong to save;
He sitteth o'er the waterfloods
And guides each drifting wave.

Though loud around the vessel's prow
The waves may toss and break;
Yet at His word they sink to rest
As on a tranquil lake.

He sitteth o'er the waterfloods,
As in the days of old,
When o'er the Saviour's sinless head
The waves and billows rolled.

Yea, all the billows passed o'er Him;
Our sins-they bore Him down;
For us He met th' o'erwhelming storm,
He met th' Almighty's frown.

He sitteth o'er the waterfloods;
Then doubt and fear no more,
For He who passed through all the storms
Has reached the heavenly shore.

And every tempest-driven barque
With Jesus for its Guide,
Will soon be moored in harbour calm,
In glory to abide.