Hide me, O my Saviour, hide, Till the storm of life is past, Safe into the haven guide; O receive my soul at last!

The sun sinks down, the ships belated Rejoicing to the haven steer.

Alexandretta, an haven-town in the Mediterranean Sea, Saint John de Ulloa, an haven in Nova-Hispania, are much condemned for a bad air, so are Durazzo in Albania, Lithuania, Ditmarsh, Pomptinae Paludes in Italy, the territories about Pisa, Ferrara, &c. Romney Marsh with us; the Hundreds in Essex, the fens in Lincolnshire.