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by Herman Melville

 

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Passions in Poetry Home > All Poems > Classic Poetry > Herman Melville > From, The Conflict of Convictions From, The Conflict of Convictions
Herman Melville
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Father Mapple's Hymn, from Moby Dick
by Herman Melville

...in prolonged solemn tones, like the continual tolling of a bell in a ship
that is foundering at sea in a fog -in such tones he commenced reading the
following hymn....

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.

In black distress, I called my God,
When I could scarce believe him mine,
He bowed his ear to my complaints -
No more the whale did me confine.

With speed he flew to my relief,
As on a radiant dolphin borne;
Awful, yet bright, as lightning shone
The face of my Deliverer God.

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.

 

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