Lost in sight of the harbor,
Not on the trackless deep;
Not where ocean is blackest,
Nor where the wild winds sweep.

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But lost in sight of the harbor;
Lost for the want of a hand;
Strong and certain and steadfast,
To pilot safe to the land.

Lost in sight of the harbor,
The days of sailing past,
In a few more brief moments,
The shore lines might be cast.

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Lost in sight of the harbor,
The shore bells ringing clear,
Their sweet chimes the last music
That many a soul shall hear.

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Lost in sight of the harbor,
Wrecked by the fogs of sin,
Some poor soul ship that’s sailing,
Can ne­ver enter in.

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Lost in sight of the harbor,
Lost, what a word of woe;
Choose the only sure Pilot,
Who all the way doth know.

Then safe you’ll rest in the harbor;
Safe by the skill of a hand,
Strong and certain and steadfast,
The Pilot to glo­ry land.