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:
8 But the idol made with hands is accursed, itself and he that made it; Because his was the working, and the corruptible thing was named a god:
9 For both the ungodly doer and his ungodliness are alike hateful to God;