On the ocean of life we are sail­ing,
For the Ca­naan above we are bound;
We are cer­tain the port to be gain­ing,
Since the heav­en­ly Pi­lot we’ve found.

Refrain

Pilot me, pi­lot me;
Take the helm in Thine own hand,
Bring my sink­ing bark to land;
Pilot me, pi­lot me;
Pilot me.

For He knows where the dan­gers are lurk­ing,
Where the rocks and the hid­den reefs lie;
We are safe tho’ the bil­lows are break­ing,
And the hun­gry waves dash mount­ains high.

Refrain

Soon the ha­ven our bark will be near­ing,
The Je­ru­sa­lem gold­en and fair;
Soon the lights of the ci­ty ap­pear­ing,
Soon the home of the ran­somed we’ll share.

Refrain