This started as an abstracted landscape. But I botched it. I kept going, and this is the result. Passable. There are some redeeming qualities in the sky. Blooms and soft areas.
For Those In Peril On The Sea
Eternal Father strong to save Whose arm has bound the restless wave Who bids the mighty ocean deep It’s own appointed limits keep O hear us when we cry to Thee For those in Peril on the sea
Oh Christ whose voice the waters heard And hushed their raging at Thy word Who walkest on the foamy deep And how amidst the storm did sleep O hear us when we cry to Thee For those in Peril on the sea
Eternal Father strong to save Whose arm has bound the restless wave, Who bids the mighty ocean deep It’s own appointed limits keep, O 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
O 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
O 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. That evermore shall rise to Thee, Glad praise from air and land and sea
