Safe upon the bil­lowy deep,
Loving Lord, Thy ser­vants keep
Helpless, trust­ing pil­grims they,
Guard them on their wa­te­ry way.

In the morn­ing fill their sails,
’Mid the dark send fa­vor­ing gales;
If their sky be ov­er­cast,
Calm the waves, and still the blast.

Let Thy sun­shine guide by day;
Send at eve the star­ry ray
Through the watch­es of the night,
Be Thou, Lord, their shin­ing Light.

Thus, as hour by hour rolls by,
Watch them with Thy sleep­less eye:
Guide with Thine al­migh­ty hand
Safe un­to the ha­ven land.

And at last, life’s voy­age o’er,
Take us to the heav­en­ly shore,
Safe in port, to dwell with Thee
Where there shall be no more sea.