When the Overwhelming Waters

When the ov­er­whelm­ing wa­ters

Once a world of sin­ners drowned

Eight of Ad­am’s sons and daugh­ters

In the Ark sal­va­tion found:

Gathered to the Church

may we

Thus from wrath and per­il flee.

When the fire from God des­cend­ed

On the ci­ties of the plain

Three alone

by Heav’n be­friend­ed

Refuge did in Zo­ar gain:

By our pa­stors led

may we

Thus es­cape to Cal­va­ry.

When the mid­night angel num­bered

Egypt’s first­born with the dead

Israel’s tribes

un­smit­ten

slumbered

Where the pas­chal lamb had bled:

By the blood of sprink­ling

we

Thus from ven­geance are made free.

When

while quick and dead as­sem­ble

Flames this uni­verse de­stroy

Though the wick­ed quake and trem­ble

Saints shall lift their heads with joy:

Raised to life

like them

may we

With the Lord for ev­er be.