Over the tide of life’s won­der­ful sea,
Is a bright man­sion that’s wait­ing for me;
And of its glo­ries, I soon shall behold,
Treasures more pre­cious than gold.

Refrain

Soon I shall an­chor on Hea­ven’s bright shore,
And from all sor­rows be free;
There shall no trouble or death ev­er come,
And with my Sav­ior I’ll be.

Soon in that beau­ti­ful clime I shall dwell,
And of its won­ders for­ev­er will tell;
There’ll be no doubt­ings or fear­ings for me,
Over life’s won­der­ful sea.

Refrain

Tho’ for a while on this earth I may be,
Tossed like a ship by a storm on the sea;
Trusting my Sav­ior as pi­lot and guide,
Over this trou­ble­some sea.

Refrain