"Tuesday night, the schooner Weaver, of Glen Creek, N.J., went to pieces near Sandy Hook, and her entire crew were lost."—Transcript, March 22d
“For God's sake, help!” the drowning seaman cries,
But vain man's help! the shoremen cannot save!
The driving snow clouds blind their gazing eyes,
Vessel and crew are whelmed beneath the wave!
But trust in God still filled his fainting soul,
Whose power he witnessed on the raging deep;
May the same trust the mourners' hearts control,
And comfort those, who for their loved ones weep.
Have faith in God. Man's help, at times, is vain,
To reach the sufferers on life's dangerous coast;
His power alone can then their souls sustain;
In mortal aid, or skill how vain our boast!
But they who trust in Him, shall find him near,
To calm their minds, and banish every fear.
But vain man's help! the shoremen cannot save!
The driving snow clouds blind their gazing eyes,
Vessel and crew are whelmed beneath the wave!
But trust in God still filled his fainting soul,
Whose power he witnessed on the raging deep;
May the same trust the mourners' hearts control,
And comfort those, who for their loved ones weep.
Have faith in God. Man's help, at times, is vain,
To reach the sufferers on life's dangerous coast;
His power alone can then their souls sustain;
In mortal aid, or skill how vain our boast!
But they who trust in Him, shall find him near,
To calm their minds, and banish every fear.
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