What vessel are you sailing in?
Declare to us the same.
Our vessel is the Ark of God—
And Christ our captain’s name.

Refrain

We’ll face the storm, it can’t be long,
We’ll anchor by and by,
We’ll face the storm, it can’t be long,
Well anchor by and by.
We’ll face the storm, it can’t be long,
We’ll anchor by and by,
We’ll face the storm, it can’t be long,
We’ll anchor by and by.

Pray, what’s the port to which you sail?
Declare to us straightway.
The New Je­ru­sa­lem’s our port—
The realms of endless day.

Refrain

How many souls have you on board
The royal ship divine?
Thousands one hundred forty-four
Shall on Mount Zion stand:

Refrain

And on the sea of mingled glass,
A throng of every tongue,
Their song of praise to God will raise—
Salvation to the Lamb.

Refrain

And are you not afraid some storm
Your bark will overwhelm?
We cannot fear, the Lord is near;
Our Fa­ther’s at the helm.

Refrain

Our compass is the sacred Word;
Our anchor, blooming hope;
The love of God our main top-sail,
And faith our cable rope.

Refrain

We’ve looked astern, and many toils
The Lord has brought us through;
We’re looking now ahead, and lo!
The land appears in view.

Refrain

Heave out the boat, I’ll go along,
If you can find me room!
We’ve room for you and all who will
Unto the Sav­ior come.

Refrain

The sun is up, the clouds are gone,
The heav’ns above are clear.
The city bright appears in sight,
We’re getting round the pier.

Refrain

And when we all are landed safe
On the celestial plain,
Our song shall be, Worthy’s the Lamb
For rebel sinners slain!

Hoist every sail to catch the gale,
Each sailor ply his oar,
The night begins to wear away,
We soon shall reach the shore.
We soon shall reach the shore,
We soon shall reach the shore,
The night begins to wear away,
We soon shall reach the shore.