He Goes with Me

He goes with me up­on the stor­my ocean;

He bears me safe­ly thro’ the rest­less sea;

He stills my fears

de­spite my life’s com­mo­tion

And mak­eth all the winds a calm to me.

He goes with me where’er I go

Tho’ waves dash high or wild winds blow;

Yet this I know

whate’er be­tide

He still will be my faith­ful guide.

He is the One who taught the sons of morn­ing

To sing their songs of ev­er­last­ing joy;

The saints of ev­ery age

His will adorn­ing

Have found un­bound­ed peace in His em­ploy.

Redeemer of the world

the Rock of Ag­es

Whose name too high and sac­red for my voice

No mat­ter how the pow­er of ev­il rag­es

Can save the one who mak­eth Him his choice.

Some day the storms of life will all be ov­er

And safe in port my an­chor I will cast;

Till then I’ll trust in Jes­us as my pi­lot

Nor fear no ill

tho’ skies be ov­er­cast.