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rock, that might lie unseen near the craggy and 
iron-bound shore, and of being either ingulfed in the 
mighty deep, or wrecked on the inhospitable coast, 
rendered the night altogether one of the most 
alarming and anxious that we had passed since 
our departure from England. Amidst the con¬ 
fusion by which we were surrounded, we expe¬ 
rienced comparative composure of mind, in reliance 
on the protection of the Most High, 
66 When o’er the fearful depth we hung, 
High on the broken wave. 
We knew He was not slow to hear, 
Nor impotent to save.” 
In such a season, confidence in Him who holdeth 
the wind in its fists, and the waters in the hollow 
of his hand, can alone impart serenity and support. 
As the morning advanced, the storm abated; 
and at sunrise we found ourselves at a considerable 
distance from the shore. Contrary winds kept us 
out at sea for nearly a fortnight, which was by far 
the most irksome part of our voyage. At length 
we again approached the coast, and were delighted, 
as we sailed along it on the morning of the eleventh 
day, to behold a pilot-boat steering towards us. 
Our vessel had been several times seen from the 
shore, since the day of our first disappointment; 
and as soon as we had appeared in sight this morn¬ 
ing, the governor of New South Wales, then at 
Sydney, had despatched a pilot, with orders to go 
out even sixty miles, rather than return without 
bringing the vessel in. The pilot boarded us about 
twenty miles from Port Jackson, and conducted 
us safely within the heads, in the evening of the 
same day. Early the next morning, we proceeded 
to Sydney Cove, where we cast anchor on the 
22d of July, after a passage, including our stay in 
