Raised from the sea the solid land, And drove each billowy heap away, And bade the earth stand firm for aye: That so, with flowers of golden hue, The seeds of each it might renew; And fruit trees bearing fruit might yield??? And pleasant pasture of the field; Our spirit???s rankling wounds efface With dewy freshness of Thy grace: That grief may cleanse each deed of ill, And o???er each lust may triumph still. Let every soul Thy law obey, And keep from every evil way; Rejoice each promised good to win And flee from every mortal sin. O Father, that we ask be done, Through Jesus Christ, Thine only Son; Who, with the Holy Ghost and Thee, Doth live and reign eternally.