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<title>BLB Hymns</title>
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<h2>DEAR SAVIOR, STRETCH THY LOVING ARMS</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“Jesus reached out His hand and caught him.” Matthew 14:31</h3></p>
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<td><em>Words:</em> Clifford Smyth, in <em>Magnificat</em> (New York: New Church Press, 1910).
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<p><em>Music:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_s_m_smyth_jk.html" target="_blank">Julian K. Smyth</a> </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_d_s_dsstlarm.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<p>Dear Savior, stretch Thy loving arms<br>
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Above the stormy sea,<br>
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Where, tossed ’mid dark and angry waves,<br>
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The mariner calls to Thee.<br>
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Upon that fierce and angry main<br>
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My poor weak bark doth ride,<br>
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O what am I ’mid such strong foes<br>
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Without Thee by my side?</p>
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<p>O as Thou didst on Galilee<br>
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The waters calm at will,<br>
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When torrents raised by evil breath<br>
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The sinking ship did fill:<br>
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So now in my storm shaken soul<br>
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Awake with strength divine,<br>
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And whisper ‘peace’ to warring winds,<br>
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And let Thy glory shine.</p>
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<p>Be Thou my Pilot through the mists<br>
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And storms that darkly rise,<br>
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As o’er life’s vast and dangerous sea<br>
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My frail bark lightly flies.<br>
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With Thee my soul securely rests<br>
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From evil’s blight restored;<br>
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And isles of green and fragrant seas<br>
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Bring peace and sweet reward.</p>
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