“My song for ever shall record

That terrible, that joyful hour;

I give the glory to my God,

His all the mercy and the power.”

“The ribs and terrors in the whale, Arched over me a dismal gloom, While all God’s sun-lit waves rolled by, And lift me deepening down to doom.

“I saw the opening maw of hell, With endless pains and sorrows there; Which none but they that feel can tell⁠— Oh, I was plunging to despair.

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