Almighty God, who from the flood
Didst bring to light a two­fold brood;
Part in the fir­ma­ment to fly,
And part in ocean’s depths to lie.

Appointing fish­es in the sea,
And fowls in op­en air to be,
That each, by ori­gin the same,
Its se­pa­rate dwell­ing place might claim:

Grant that Thy ser­vants, by the tide
Of blood and wa­ter pu­ri­fied,
No guil­ty fall from Thee may know,
Nor death eter­nal un­der­go.

Be none sub­merged in sin’s dis­tress,
None lift­ed up in boast­ful­ness;
That con­trite hearts be not dis­mayed,
Nor naugh­ty souls in ruin laid.

O Fa­ther, that we ask be done,
Through Je­sus Christ Thine on­ly Son;
Who, with the Ho­ly Ghost and Thee,
Doth live and reign eter­nal­ly.