Eternal Father, strong to save, whose arm hath bound the restless wave,
who bids the mighty ocean deep its own appointed limits keep:
Oh hear us when we cry to Thee for those in peril on the sea.
Oh Christ, the Lord of hill and plain o'er which our traffic runs amain
by mountain pass or valley low: Wherever, Lord, our brethren go,
protect them by Thy guarding hand from every peril on the land.
Oh Spirit, whom the Father sent to spread abroad the firmament:
Oh Wind of heaven, by Thy might save all who dare the eagle's flight
and keep them by Thy watchful care from every peril in the air.
Oh Trinity of love and power, our brethren shield in danger's hour.
From rock and tempest, fire and foe, protect them wheresoe'er they go.
Thus evermore shall rise to Thee glad praise from air and land and sea.