If, on a quiet sea towards heaven we calmly sail
With grateful hearts, oh God to thee
We'll own the favoring gale
Soon shall our doubts and fears all yield to thy control
Thy tender mercies shall illume the midnight of the soul
When I'm under thy sweet control
I know I'll sail swiftly into the unknown
Singing praises all along the way
For when the winds rage, Jesus you still remain my God
But should the surges rise, and rest delay to come
Blest be the tempest and kind the storm
Which drives us nearer home
Teach us in every state to make thy will our own
And when the joys of sense depart, to live by faith alone