The ribs and terrors in the whale
Arched over me a dismal doom
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
Elich 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 ears to my complaint
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 forever shall record
That terrible, that joyful hour
I give the glory to my God
His all the mercy and the power
[Ahab:] "Nevermore!"
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