O God, Who Metest in Thine Hand EISENACH—Johann Hermann Schein O God, Who Metest in Thine Hand 1 O God, Who metest in Thine hand The waters of the mighty sea, And barrest ocean with the sand By Thy perpetual decree; 2 What time the floods lift up their voice And break in anger on the shore, When deep to deep calls with the noise Of waterspouts and billows’ roar; 3 When they who to the sea go down, And in the waters ply their toil, Are lifted on the surge’s crown, And plunged where seething