Out on life’s ocean with per­ils ev­er nigh,
I have a pi­lot on whom I can rely;
With Him to guide me, life’s storms I can de­fy,
’Tis Christ of Ga­li­lee.

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He is my pi­lot on life’s stor­my sea,
This won­drous man of Ga­li­lee;
I’m safe in His keep­ing,
Tho’ storms are round me sweep­ing,
This pi­lot of Ga­li­lee.

Wondrous His pow­er and match­less is His skill,
Billows and tem­pests ob­ey His so­ver­eign will.
Hushed in­to si­lence at His blest Peace, be still,
This man of Ga­li­lee.

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Fierce was the tem­pest once rag­ing in my soul,
When of my bark He, my pi­lot, took con­trol.
With voice com­mand­ing above the thun­der’s roll,
This man of Ga­li­lee.

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Hear it, ye storm-tossed, up­on the sea of sin,
Why will ye not take the heav’n­ly pi­lot in?
Safely He’ll guide you the ha­ven blest to win,
This man of Ga­li­lee.

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