The Waves of Salvation

O ye waves of free sal­va­tion

Onward sweep from day to day

Till all trace of de­so­la­tion

From our earth is washed away.

O ye waves

roll on

roll on!

With a migh­ty sweep

roll on!

Till the lost are ga­thered in

Saved for­ev­er­more from sin.

O ye waves of free sal­va­tion

Wondrous joy to mor­tals bring

Giving souls a glad trans­la­tion

To the pal­ace of the King.

O ye waves of free sal­va­tion

Still en­rich this world of ours

Till each high and low­ly sta­tion

Shall be bright with sweet­est flow’rs.

O ye waves of free sal­va­tion

Tarry not for wind nor tide;

May each heart

in ac­cep­ta­tion

To your glad­ness op­en wide.