The Christian's Spiritual Voyage

Verse 1

Jesus at thy command I launch into the deep And leave my native land, Where sin lulls all asleep; For thee I would the world resign, And sail to heaven with thee and thine.

Verse 2

Thou art my Pilot, wise, My compass in thy word; My soul each storm defies, While I have such a Lord; I'll trust thy faithfulness and power, To save me in the trying hour.

Verse 3

Though rock and quicksands deep Through all all my passage lie, Yet Christ will safely keep, And guard me with his eye; My anchor, hope, will firm abide, And every boisterous storm outride.

Verse 4

By faith I see the land, The port of endless rest; Through grace I hope to stand And sing among the blest. O may I reach the heavenly shore, Where winds and waves distress no more.

Verse 5

Whene'er becalmed I lie, When wind and storm subside, Then to my succor fly, And keep me near thy side; For more the treacherous calm I dread Than tempests bursting o'er my head.

Verse 6

Come, heavenly wind, and blow A prosperous gale of grace; Waft me from all below, To heaven, my destined place; There, in full sail, my port I'll find, And leave the world and sin behind.