1. Again, one preparing to sail, and about to journey over raging waves, Calleth upon a piece of wood more rotten than the vessel that carries him;
2. For that vessel the hunger for gains devised, And an artificer, even wisdom, built it;
3. And your providence, O Father, guideth it along, Because even in the sea you gave a way, And in the waves a sure path,
4. Shewing that you can save out of every danger, That so even without are a man may put to sea;
5. And it is your will that the works of your wisdom should be not idle; Therefore also do men intrust their lives to a little piece of wood,, And passing through the surge on a raft are brought safe to land.
6. For in the old time also, when proud giants were perishing, The hope of the world, taking refuge on a raft, Left to the race of men a seed of generations to come, Your hand guiding the helm.
7. For blessed has been wood through which comes righteousness: