by Edward Hopper
- Jesus, Savior, pilot me,Over life’s tempestuous sea;Unknown waves before me roll,Hiding rock and treach’rous shoal;Chart and compass came from Thee:Jesus, Savior, pilot me.
- As a mother stills her child,Thou canst hush the ocean wild;Boist’rous waves obey Thy willWhen Thou say’st to them, “Be still!”Wondrous Sov’reign of the sea,Jesus, Savior, pilot me.
- When at last I near the shore,And the fearful breakers roar’Twixt me and the peaceful rest,Then, while leaning on Thy breast,May I hear Thee say to me,“Fear not, I will pilot thee.”
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