Jesus, o'er the billows steer me

Verse 1

Jesus, o’er the billows steer me, Be my Pilot in each storm; Hold me fast and keep me near thee, For thou know’st I’m but a worm; What concerns me, By thy power and love perform.

Verse 2

Soon the tempest will be over, To our destined port we sail; Jesus, our eternal Lover, Says his word shall never fail. Storms shall never Reach us more within the vail.

Verse 3

In the midst of tribulation, Oft we cast a wishful eye To our future habitation, And by faith the shore espy; Blest assurance! We shall mount to dwell on high.

Verse 4

With what raptures he’ll embrace us, Wipe away each falling tear! Near himself for ever place us, And with love our bosoms cheer; Hallelujah! We shall with the Lamb appear!