Both by day and by night,
Both in dark­ness and light,
Must the ma­rin­er keep on his way;
By his com­pass must steer,
Mid all dan­ger and fear,
Till the dark­ness and storms pass away.

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Then we’ll sing, then we’ll sing,
Tho’ the storm mad­ly round us may roar;
When we an­chor above,
We will meet those we love,
On that beau­ti­ful, beau­ti­ful shore.

Is not Christ on the deep?
Is He not in the ship?
Says He not, Do not fear, it is I?
At His word storm and tide
Shall in si­lence subside,
And each child safe­ly land­ed on high.

Refrain

With our Je­sus thus near,
Let us ban­ish each fear,
Tho’ earth’s hopes round us blast­ed may lie;
Tho’ the storm down may pour,
And loud thun­ders may roar,
And the surg­es may dash to the sky.

Refrain

Soon the prize will be won,
And life’s voy­age will be done,
And with Je­sus’ own flock we shall reign;
By life’s wa­ters be led,
In its green pastures fed,
And we’ll rest in our hea­ven­ly home.

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